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... son dyed the ground like poppy fields in full bloom. It was a stark contrast to the pure white snow that had fallen the night before.
She heaved a sigh of relief as she wiped her blade clean on the hem of her silk robes.
"What a mess." She whispered sarcastically, her breath creating delicate wisps of frost in the frigid morning air. The carnage around her seemed almost peaceful now, like a grotesque painting frozen in time.
Slowly, she glanced down at her feet, which wer ...
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