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“A bad day is comin, though. A bad day for the maggots with their guts full of roast beef. I see blood on the moon for them. Guns and torches.
“An when they get you, take a few along.”
Hopelessness filled him like cold water. There was no base of communication with these beautiful chosen ones. They existed up where the air was rare.
