I was born in 437, a little too late to remember the Sanady Rebellion. [ He was about five, when it ended. ] But I remember what came after. Wagons of children, my own age, sent to the capitol. They were— very thin. All their clothes were new. I wasn't allowed to play with them, and I didn't understand why.
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I was born in 437, a little too late to remember the Sanady Rebellion. [ He was about five, when it ended. ] But I remember what came after. Wagons of children, my own age, sent to the capitol. They were— very thin. All their clothes were new. I wasn't allowed to play with them, and I didn't understand why.