[ —caught off guard enough that she snorts, rough. but the hand still on his back curls into the fabric of his shirt. ]
...The ones who didn't have enough left of them to go home. The ones who were lost. They deserve to be remembered, too.
[ "They had so much and we had so little to take. We thought, surely. Surely they would leave us with what we had. Our little lives, next to their grand ones. We never hurt anyone. We never hurt anyone. But they came. They saw it. Our small gifts. They took it all. Strip-mined. They left us as husks. We had so little to take. So little. They would throw away such small things, careless, every day. To us it was precious. They took it all."
it would be easy, so easy to hold a grudge. but in the end... that person had been trapped, too. ]
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...The ones who didn't have enough left of them to go home. The ones who were lost. They deserve to be remembered, too.
[ "They had so much and we had so little to take. We thought, surely. Surely they would leave us with what we had. Our little lives, next to their grand ones. We never hurt anyone. We never hurt anyone. But they came. They saw it. Our small gifts. They took it all. Strip-mined. They left us as husks. We had so little to take. So little. They would throw away such small things, careless, every day. To us it was precious. They took it all."
it would be easy, so easy to hold a grudge. but in the end... that person had been trapped, too. ]