her brother, and gave me her family’s seal.
And so, all these years later, I still protected her brother.
All because a kindly woman took pity on a nervous boy so long ago.
Just as millions now lived because I had given a grief-stricken girl a channel for her rage.
So odd that the fate of so many depended upon such small things, that a moment’s kindness could rule the lives of uncounted thousands.
I considered the seal for a moment longer, then went in search of dinner.
THE END
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