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Dharrsheena warning!
"What's that, Mama?"
The children stood around the visitors, unloading their cart, greetings over.
"It's a net, my loves. To catch food. The delicacies of home."
Lucius looked at his mother and saw longing: for Rome and all that wasn't here. But this was his home: he loved the wildness, running in woods.
Lucius wondered what they'd catch in such a big net.
*
Lucius was running and then he was caught! Panicking, he struggled.
Cobweb?
No! Net!
What else had it caught?
He peered. Strewn, hanging, were hundreds of small, delicate birds.
All dead.
Lucius' screams pierced the air.
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