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... ot because she’d been marched out of the cell with Ira, or because their path had been lined with thorns and tiny metal pins, all designed to cut into their bare soles. Or even because of the countless lashings they’d received as they were paraded around the Commons like livestock.
Their rags had been cut to shreds by the whips the Sonamites had brought out, many of which had barbs designed to cut deeper into their skin.
As a result, Ira’s pristine back was now a canvas of red, a ...
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