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... my father’s skull in my hand and with Mother following in my wake.
I didn’t look back.
The city opened its gates through the mist and let us walk through its dark doors. The desert surrounding the House of Fright stretched across the horizon, the statues of destroyed totems standing still under the pale gray sky. I’d buried my carrying frame and its contents there.
“Are you well, Father?” I asked him out of concern. He hadn’t said a word since we left the ballcourt behin ...
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