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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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