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Judgment Passed: Chapter 1
Chapter 1: Individual Sacrifices
PRESENT DAY BLOOD GULCH:
My wrists ache. They're chafing on the nylon cord that he used to bind them together so he could drag me down here. And the cord remains, rubbing my wrists a little bit closer to raw every time I attempt to move them. They could have untied me. It's not as if I can escape from this base without any weapon or any armor. I don't even have a shirt to cover my torso.
FOUR MONTHS PRIOR:
It's a true testament to just how tired Grif was that he allowed me to tuck him into his bed, though I doubt that he was even awake past me leading him int
Mollie's Ribbons I grew up in a small town just a few dozen miles from the closest water sourcea slowly shrinking aquifer that squatted underneath the seat of Thompson County, our neighborly border. Fortunately, we hadn't yet been quite as devastated by our annual droughts as those in Oklahoma and Texas. Rumors would occasionally drift in with a tumbleweed traveler about how bad the deep South had dried up into nothing but an old dusty lake bed, but these flashes of news were too few and too far between to be counted on as up to date or even true.
Once, I heard one of my distant cousins, a boy by the name of Harold, was said to have been caug
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