They stuffed us all in prison car, going to an unknown spot for Exile. They threw me in and left me by a window, unable to move now without my legs there to hold me up. I would of been a dead man quickly, if not for one who took pity on me. Her name was priah, she was a passionate revolutionary, strong in her love of the ideal, even in defeat. Her kindness and pride brought hope to me for the world once again.. I have forgotten how that feels.
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I think this is one of my favorites so far in this series.
June 29th
The shading techniques, loss of limbs, foodstuffs, story and background creation are all fantstic!
June 29th