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[Apollo Haddix]

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

"Your father," he said, mostly to himself more than anything. He nodded, committing the name to memory so that he would know if he ever happened to run into Noah. "I’ve been good," he told him, absentmindedly fixing the razor’d pieces of hair that feel haphazardly over the blue bandana. Though he didn’t notice, the fabric made the split colors of his left eye more prominent. "I guess I did some growing up, but I’m back for good. At least, I plan to be. There wasn’t much out there for me." Maybe he would even follow through with Savina’s suggestion and find someone to keep his mind occupied.

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