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’ Fire enveloped Charvill’s mind and he brought up his cane, pointed like a musket. It was not that the servants could not, they simply preferred to. I should have gone mad without it. . Bodies were piled high in the streets, Sebastian went on rounds and would come back late at night, reporting horrors and robberies, death that came within hours, not days.
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