Numerous animals have lost their lost lives at my hands, but only one human. I hear Gale saying, “How different can it be really?”
Amazingly similar in the execution. A bow pulled, an arrow shot. Entirely different in the aftermath. I killed a boy whose name I don’t even know.
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