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9/27/2015 4:31:35 PM
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"May I leave, your grace?" Sawyer rasps, his voice hoarse from dehydration.
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[b]you are given food and water[/b]
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Sawyer chugs wildly and eats ravenously, like a hungry wolf.
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[b]you are left there for weeks some days your not even given food[/b]
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Sawyer groans, foaming at the mouth and coughing up blood. He tries to say something to the warden but cannot articulate it.
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[b]you are given water[/b]
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"T-tha-tha-thank y-you...." Sawyer groans as he hastily drinks the water. Up until that point he had been living on rats and his own urine. "Let me out, please..,"
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"I can't without the Queen or general's approval"
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"Then can you get them?"
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"No I can't"
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"God."
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"Its not my decision to make"
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"Just tell me when they do make a decision."
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"You'll know"
