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... if he wasn’t armed. She stumbled forward into the shrubbery and trees, and branches scraped against her forearms and face.
One foot in front of the other, Hana told herself. Her feet were like lead weights as she trudged forward. The needles on the trees and shrubbery scraped against her skin. Even the twigs were coarse, almost thorny, catching on her dress and socks, biting through the cloth to scrape her skin and stab at her shoeless feet.
<Faster!> the soldier thre ...
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