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... open, terrified eyes of the dead, the stranger in the straw raincoat flipped his hand.
Blood droplets vibrated off the bloodstained Horse-Cutting Blade, with the rest evaporating into red wisps, merging into mist.
The blade was without a sheath.
The dog was without a leash.
In the desolate autumn rain, the youth pressed down his conical hat again, raindrops and blood dripping from its brim like a bead curtain, falling pitter-patter, but whenever it touched the yo ...
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