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On Darker Horizons
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Camino In his mind, faded images of their faces remained;
the terror in their eyes as they were ripped from his arms,
still burned hot within is grieving soul.
In his hands, he could still fee the grip of his children,
as though though they were still beside him, still being taken to safety;
still being protected from the rabid infected.
The shrill cries of suffering and confusion echoed on in his head.
Even tighter, he gripped the hatchet.
