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... strong>"Rumble... Brf..."
"Bella..."
"It’s okay, you will be okay; it will be over soon," she whispered into the smaller girl’s ear.
Barely kept dark hair, long and parted down the middle. Deep brown eyes winced, bracing through the rolling grumble of the earth. The girl, around eight years old, had her arms wrapped around a smaller girl.
Both were tucked in the corner of a building, sat down as the dust from the stone puffed out from the ceilings and the ...
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