The rain came down in wispy waves, not drops, as the line of men made its way slowly along the path, while the women chanted hauntingly. The men knew there would be a reckoning for their behavior, and their people would have to make a fresh start somewhere else for the 111th time in recorded history.
The rain came down in wispy waves, not drops, as the line of men made its way slowly along the path, while the women chanted hauntingly. The men knew there would be a reckoning for their behavior, and their people would have to make a fresh start somewhere else for the 111th time in recorded history.
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