The smash of a window down some narrow street.
“That was all it took?” he asked of the event.
“That seems to be the spark, which lit the fuse,” answered Mark.
The tense air, which suffocated the nation as of late, broke. A strong wind, which started from a single broken window, swept across the land. All the tension, the anger, built up over the preceding weeks released like a rusty spring, leaving its broken fragments across the land.
“If that window was the spark, these new strikes are the fuse.
“I’m only afraid of the detonation,” finished Mark somberly.
“That was all it took?” he asked of the event.
“That seems to be the spark, which lit the fuse,” answered Mark.
The tense air, which suffocated the nation as of late, broke. A strong wind, which started from a single broken window, swept across the land. All the tension, the anger, built up over the preceding weeks released like a rusty spring, leaving its broken fragments across the land.
“If that window was the spark, these new strikes are the fuse.
“I’m only afraid of the detonation,” finished Mark somberly.
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