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15th April 1876

Murphy had her eyes shut tightly, while her heart was racing harder, a drop of sweat trickled down her face as the wait was getting harder to bear, death how pitiless it had become.

The pain of her chest was intensifying and her hand was getting wetter at the blood oozing out limitlessly.

Waiting for the spear to pierce her defenseless body, she kept herself crou

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