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Submitted to Contest #303
Love. Fear. Anguish. Such had been present in the dying eyes of my brother as I drove my blade into his heart. He was never a brother by blood, no. But he was the embodiment of the word in every other sense. He had held my hand in the face of danger when we were but children, and protected me with a glimmering blade. He was beloved, not just by me, but by the people of Cecia. It made my task no easier. Sylvius Rowan Cliffbrooke was a man pure of heart, purer than I. Though it took little to snuff out its flame, it had burned not simply for h...
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