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we prey as wolves among the sheep
and slit the necks of soldiers while they sleep


He chuckled at that, thinking that neither he nor his brother were ever really that responsible. Still, her words brought a smile to his face. "Maybe he’ll come back someday. Well, maybe not to Crimson Dreams, but back to the area. I have a feeling I’ll see him again someday." And though he wouldn’t want to admit it, that thought, the possibility, lifted his spirits.



He rose from the mattress, walking to the window to run a finger along the dirtied pane of glass. The tip of his finger was lined with dust and a visible streak ran along the window. "It’s getting whiter outside," he noted, not entirely opposing of the idea. It was his first winter, and he wanted to experience all it was worth. "I think that piano’s calling my name," he told her, turning around to face her with a smile. "I want to try to work on learning a new song."


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