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... in half—were sealed shut with mud and ash.
No blood flowed, only half-faces twisted in despair.
One half stared at the bonfire, the other at the deep night.
Brown was pinned down in the mire, his mouth tightly covered by his sister’s hand.
The two of them lay side by side in the swamp, their faces coated in thick mud, leaving only two small breathing holes—and the tiniest slit to watch the outside world.
They didn’t even dare shed tears for fear the salty ...
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