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... mana trace buzzed like static against my fingers. Then I carefully placed it into Mei’s wooden chest when it came my turn, careful not to glance at Hailie. Because no one needed to know what I wrote, not her, not Olga, not anyone...
Less guilty this way, it is dehumanizing to practice democracy because you feel like your voice matter, but if the worst actually came, you don’t feel like you’re the one that turned on the electric chair.
The chest swallowed the vote with a dull cla ...
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