The woman was sitting next to her father, holding him by the arm.
- That’s it, Daddy. You are no longer alone.
Santa Matei looked over his field.
The same land.
But it seems different.
I never was… he said softly.
The woman smiled.
“It’s just that now he knows the village.
The sun had already climbed into the sky.
The dust had settled.
And the silence that remained… was no longer one of fear.
She was a justice.
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