She crouched beneath a stump, her extremities twitching as the sun set orange and blue beyond the lace of iron-black trees. "You're inquisitive, young gentleman," replied Jackson, coldly. If you had any idea what depths people have sunken to as you reside safely in this high fortress, you would search your soul to find the mote of charity left there. He wore a battered sunhelmet, a loin-cloth and a pair of dilapidated canvas shoes.
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