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Submitted to Contest #331
The air was sharp against his face, cold slipping between cracks that he couldn’t even see and the knife in his hand was starting to become unpleasant. Still this was more excitement than the boy had ever felt in his dull life. The town he came from wasn’t special and his family wasn’t important. He lacked the brains for mathematics and the patience for literature. He was not old enough to work and not young enough to play so he decided to rob. The only road passing by the town was an important one, a mountain path that led through the Wallh...
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