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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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