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... ood marred the streets. Bodies with spears and arrows were littered everywhere, men and women alike. Half of the buildings were burning, the other half already burnt down.
I couldn’t hear the sounds of anyone still alive. No screams. No whimpers… but I also wasn’t really searching for them. I stood outside the village limits, just past a broken fence. One that had been likely something of an animal pen. Although no animals were around to prove it, the mud and hoof-prints all around the f ...
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