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Some of them stood, some lazed, some sat, Their looks could easily scare even the bravest.
Thick matted hair, nails that looked like claws, red rimmed eyes, teeth that looked more like fangs. They carried sharp swords or spears occasionally thrusting it towards the waif like woman sitting under the tree. Her saffron robes covered her head. Her face seemed like a thousand moons. Her tear filed eyes downcast.
She did not flinch even once when they snarled and hissed at her.
After hours she slowly looked at them, and they saw her lips twisting into something they had never seen before.
Soon they were all trying it.
Their grotesque faces suddenly changed.
Smiles can be contagious.
A small victory for siya.
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