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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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