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... vers. But in sudden, uneven pools—sticky and steaming, sinking into the grass like the earth itself had grown a thirst for men.
It was Herculean blood mostly, bright and wild and spattered like the careless splash of a farmer’s pail across a field. Blood that once pulsed in veins with dreams of glory, home, or simply another day lived.
Now it lay wasted. Soaked into roots. Slurped by worms, to be taken back by what they came from.
They had been crushed—smashed by hammers, ...
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