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... time.
He then whispered real soft, only for the wind:
"Goodbye…"
That was it. One word.
The city mourned. And the dead had left.
After all, to them, that was all there was left to do.
...
On his way out, Malik didn't say anything else.
His... memories tugged at the hem of his cloak like children too young to know what death meant, but he... He just walked. Quiet. Distant. Spine Breaker in his belt. Scarf over his mouth. And that bla ...
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