High on the hill that overlooked Rochester, the warrior stood alone within the Hedge. The space around him had been cleared through weeks of meticulous work with the spade and axe that rested against the un-cleared hedge near him. His eyes were not on them, though his hands still had blisters from work.
In his hand, instead, was a sheathed katana
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