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Bergil looked at his feet, waiting for the roof to fall, but he couldn't help but be glad he'd finally spoken out. The adults had gone silent, the room so quiet he could hear the splashing of the fountain outside the window, and the bark of the sergeant in the training square below, trying to make the thump of the recruits' feet all fall into the same pattern. All his childhood he had wanted to be in that pattern, but he was not a child any longer, and he knew the cost of war.
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Bergil looked at his feet, waiting for the roof to fall, but he couldn't help but be glad he'd finally spoken out. The adults had gone silent, the room so quiet he could hear the splashing of the fountain outside the window, and the bark of the sergeant in the training square below, trying to make the thump of the recruits' feet all fall into the same pattern. All his childhood he had wanted to be in that pattern, but he was not a child any longer, and he knew the cost of war.
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