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They did indeed have swords.
Someone handed one over.
It was a short, crude wooden sword, carved for a three-year-old to play with.
That child started crying and wailing, “My sword! My sword! Gimme back my sword!”
The child’s howls made Lin Shu’s ears ring. In the end, he didn’t take the sword and broke a branch off of a dead jujube tree in the courtyard instead. He grasped it and let out a small breath, feeling a little bett ...
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