Honor, Life, and Love...

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Olivia put her hand over her mouth. Blood, she was painting with blood. She looked around, she had to do something to help these people.
 
Olivia sighed inwardly, "thank you." She turned and looked back at the man in the stocks. "I'll get you out of here, I promise," she whispered. She looked back at the young man and smiled.
 
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