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... matter where he looked in his crimson purgatory there was always someone silently screaming at him, bleeding tears, and pleading for their lives to be spared.
They should have been silent. Frost could hear them. The phantom wails of misery were more real than the nightmare he was trapped in.
They were the victims of the flames. Both in the past and present. The many discarded lives sought to guilt him as he kept his gaze levelled with the endless horizon. Looking down only showed ...
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