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guns fired near the tower, and I screamed, cowering in fear as I hid.

Yelling over gunshots, gunshots, cannons. it was almost a war, some of it was against each other, some of the cannon firing was towards the dome wall. None of it work.

And it probably wouldn't work as the shots reflected and bounced back towards us.

But my parents were in the middle of it all, fighting a war I couldn't even begin to fathom how the war had started.

And I may never find out why.

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