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... Face pale. Eyes closed. Hands folded.
And beside her was a child.
Seven? Maybe eight?
Hair matted. Hands stained. Knees scraped raw.
He wasn't crying.
Just… sitting.
Staring at her fingers like they might still twitch.
Lindarion stopped walking.
The soldiers didn't notice him. Or maybe they did. But they didn't say anything. Just pulled the blanket back over the woman's body. Slowly. Carefully.
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