We went out with the morning work force. Elijah wanted to look about those debris fields again.
Some other groups coming up from the valley, left the road and mingled with those from the slave quarter. Filthy rags hung on their emaciated frames. They attempted to shoulder their way among the workers from the city. It was obvious they desired to gain access to the slave quarter but in their weakened state they were easily forced away.
They looked pitiful, yet cunning, as they slunk back down the road.
Who knows what they would be capable of given the strength and the chance to wield it.
And for that matter, those opposing them were little better.
Things are spiraling downward.
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