She held his head in the barrel of rain water until he
stopped struggling. Once it was done she pulled the dead elf’s head out and let
the body fall to the ground. It landed face up, the dark splotch of The Curse
evident on the right side of his face. She washed her face in the barrel,
wiping it dry on her shirt sleeve. Without glancing back, she walked out of the
barn and vanished into the city night. When the cold corpse was found the next
day, the other elves knew it was the work of The Cleansers.
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