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#.#.#..#.# in  the  endless  winter  day,   on  the .#.#.#..#.
#.#.#.##.# crystal  white plains... we trudge along .#.#.#.##.
#.#.#..#.#   the train tracks... themselves slowly  .#.#.#..#.
#.#.#.##.# snowed over,  in the still  hours  since .#.#.#.##.
#.#.#..#.#          the last supply train.          .#.#.#..#.
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#.#.#..#.#     bell-like sounds of the blinding     .#.#.#..#.
#.#.#.##.# ground. rifles  attached to  our  wrist, .#.#.#.##.
#.#.#..#.# sharing  in  our  bloodstream. my husky, .#.#.#..#.
#.#.#.##.#      my warm-coffee-in-cold-snow...      .#.#.#.##.
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#.#.#.##.# the  first  five  shots  you  can  spend .#.#.#.##.
#.#.#..#.# indiscriminately,  they hurt but deal no .#.#.#..#.
#.#.#.##.# long  time damage  to  the  shooter. the .#.#.#.##.
#.#.#..#.# next  five you  must spend  wisely, they .#.#.#..#.
#.#.#.##.# will take  days to heal. the final  five .#.#.#.##.
#.#.#..#.# you    must   not    spend    at    all. .#.#.#..#.
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#.#.#..#.# weeks earlier, in the  weak autumn dawn, .#.#.#..#.
#.#.#.##.# in  the  blue-gray fog...  something  is .#.#.#.##.
#.#.#..#.# burning   with  a  deep  crimson  flame, .#.#.#..#.
#.#.#.##.#       untameable by water or wind.       .#.#.#.##.
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