As usually, inspired by the lovely *5kazka
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"Ts ts. Still a brat, aren't we, Mr. Sheffield? Looks like there's a little rebel in you after all."
The tall one waved his hand and pointed at the outside wall, and while his colleagues took their position and checked their rifles, Leland shoved me over there without hesitation. He turned me around, so I was facing the firing squad.
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