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their features sharp but oddly empty—young men who had never been lonely or afraid or devastated by grief.
Despairingly he thought, I shall never know anyone as well as I know Setheris,
Ulis, he prayed, abandoning the set words, let my anger die with him. Let both of us be freed from the burden of his actions. Even if I cannot forgive him, help me not to hate him.
