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Hua Cheng dreams of dying at least once a week.
Every time, the dream is the same: it is dark, it is cold, and he is alone. He screams, sometimes, until his voice is hoarse and his ears are ringing, but nobody answers him. Blood slips between his fingers like water, paints the snow beneath him black. A war rages around him and the silence of it is deafening.
Tonight, though, it’s different.
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- Part 5 of Hua Cheng Week 2019