Voices of the Dead

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Briar sat in the corner of the hedge, where the fire was quite far from him and leaned against the hedge, coughing.   How could I forget about this? He thought, looking at the fire in a bit of a distance from him as water started being thrown to it. Micah told us that this would happen. Was I that out of it or something?   A few hours ago,   Briar entered the room with the soup he made to give to Micah, who had a dead expression on his face.   Eating the soup cheered him up but he still had a sad look on his face.   "What's wrong?" Briar had asked, "You are usually really smiley and jumping around by now."   "I don't think I should tell you but ... I am worried about the people, so I don't know," Micah said, conflicted.   "Just tell me." Briar jumped on the bed beside h

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