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... and torches, chanting ‘no more!’ to being relentless and unjustifiably abused by their tyrannical abuser.
Then there I was, the shambling, wobbling dictator, slowly succumbing to their mounting aggression. I sunk down to the ground, resting my pounding head against one of the stable gates – and from there I just tried to focus on not passing out.
“By the way,” I spoke, more to distract myself than anything. “That barrier of yours...”
“So you saw it then,” Mom interjected ...
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