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“Grief is precious because it is your heart’s memory of love.”

“With no children to chase and pound the soil with tiny feet, the seeds will eat into rain damp soil softness. They will sprout and fill in the paths and clearings worn smooth by generations of walking, working, living people. As seasons fold into each other, the homes that once held the laughter of lifetimes will collapse inward on themselves like spent cookfires. In time, no sign of this village will remain.”

“These men must hate the valley they have travelled so far to find. They must, to destroy it so fully.”