…and as Silas’ little heart softly pattered against my chest, I felt the heartspace between my rib cages suddenly expanding, growing, and crackling as I realized what Tafesse had pronounced in the car…
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…and as Silas’ little heart softly pattered against my chest, I felt the heartspace between my rib cages suddenly expanding, growing, and crackling as I realized what Tafesse had pronounced in the car…
I wondered how Ireland held his men together as trees splintered from canon fire, bullets pinged off granite rocks, and hot metal tore through sinewy flesh. I suddenly felt like I could hear the shrieks of young men as they breathed their last breath and their souls slid out of their bodies.