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... ng settlement bound by chains and desperation, a boy struck stone.
Clang. Clang. Clang.
Over and over again.
His skin was sun-baked and bruised. His hair, silvery black and damp with sweat. Half his face was burned, and a black eyepatch covered the left side. A cracked black glove covered his right hand.
Others around him whispered.
"That kid again…"
"He doesn't sleep."
"Don't waste your breath. He's a slave like us. Just crazier."
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