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Submitted to Contest #239
“Exile!” “Exile!” “Stone him!” “Go to Hell Michael!” “Exile!” Angry cries rang out in the normally quiet village, when most of the villagers would be working during the valuable sunlight. At the edge, the horde of angry villagers surrounded a lone blonde man dressed in the black tunic with a simple golden cross hanging from his neck. His hands covered his face protectively from the flying rocks. He slowly retreated away, trying to put some distance between himself and the mob. He cried out, “My friends, please quell your anger! May...
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