The long line of downtrodden dwindled to a pinpoint on the smoky horizon.
A girl and her father stood watching.
The soot smudged, tear streaked face turned.
"Will it ever end, Papa?"
"Only for the brave, Mishka. Only for the brave."
#ZapFic contest: tell me a tale in 240 characters or less (results of last week, and new prompt)
The long line of downtrodden dwindled to a pinpoint on the smoky horizon.
A girl and her father stood watching.
The soot smudged, tear streaked face turned.
"Will it ever end, Papa?"
"Only for the brave, Mishka. Only for the brave."
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