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Growing upYears pass, and the two grow up side by side. Bastok is a large city, with diverse peoples, but it is not easy for those who are not Hume, and children are most often the ones who experience and give the most open hostility.Growing upMoments ago in General Fiction
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Einnbarn huddles against the wall as the other Hume children surround him. “Please stop. I haven't done anything. Why arrre you doing this?” Einnbarn pleads as another Hume boy kicks him.
“'Cause you don't learrrrrrrn.” The boy responds, mocking Einnbarn's habit of speaking like a Mithra.
“Please stop.” He continues to plead.
“Hey!” A high pitched voice shouts over the continuing taunts of the children.
“Ooh. It's Arrrrrya.” Another Hume child says, still mocking the Mithra speech. “Big baby Einnbarn can't fight his own fights so he as to have his g
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