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How was I supposed to know they wouldn't fear a hero? I blew until it cracked in my hands... and still no one …

How was I supposed to know they wouldn't fear a hero? I blew until it cracked in my hands... and still no one came... (turns the whistle over in her fingers.)

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How was I supposed to know they wouldn't fear a hero? I blew until it cracked in my hands.… | Where Winds Meet Database