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Submitted to Contest #292
TW: slave trading THE SOUND OF BLACK Our hut burns hot and fast without warning. Everyone in our village is screaming and running. I outrun my older brother to the sand. He says girls never run fast. I glance back to see why he’s so slow and spot momma in her apron with fear lining her face. I lunge to help, but I feel a thick hand on my slender arm. The hand belongs to a giant with white prickled hair all over his face. I stare into his eyes and wonder if he sees the world bluer. He roughs me aside; I lose my balance and the sight o...
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