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... near the fire, his crutch lying forgotten on the stone. The black marks around his throat looked like ink stains that would never wash away. His chest heaved in shallow gulps of air, each one as shaky as if he were afraid even of breathing too loudly.
No one moved to comfort him.
The circle of survivors was brittle now, like glass left too long in the cold—ready to splinter with the slightest touch.
The mother cradled her child closer, her arms wound tight around the boy ...
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