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... y? Do I shout my words into the wind? Do you know nothing, but standing there, shiftless, thinking yourselves to be blameless? Where went the ferocity with which you fought each other before?"
The silence the crowd sat in was practically unnatural. When the wind blew, to stir Oliver’s blood-matted hair, it drowned out the small little whispers of noise that the crowd barely made, and reduced them entirely to void.
He had the alarming sense that, perhaps, even with all that he had ...
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