Shrill weeping pierced his hazed vision, the soft choked sobs sending shivers of terror to trail down his spine, making itself known to him amidst the callous jeers and menacing shouts of the milling horde of villagers that surrounded him. He lifted his head blearily from his curled foetal position upon the muddy ground, to rest his horrified eyes
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