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sapherequeen said:
A poor, rural village that is suffering due to a new, destructive reign of a brutal, coldhearted king. The townspeople are starving, and must work exceedingly hard to gather the slightest grain of food. The children are dying from hunger one par one, and an incomprehensible number of diseases have struck the village.
A truck of soldiers suddenly approach the village. As the soliders déplacer out of the truck with their rifles prepared to fire, the townspeople gather into a crowd in front of their village. The soliders stare at them, their eyes and hearts filled with hate. The townspeople stand there, staring at the soldiers, terrified of what they may do to them.
A Rebelle soul, a man whose cœur, coeur is fully, completely devoted to his fellow townspeople, walks a few feet in front of the crowds.
He stares at the soldiers, his courage now dominating his fear. Then, as all eyes are lying upon him, he finally speaks to the soldiers with all of the assertiveness, courage, and strength his weak body and soul could gather.
"Let them eat..."
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