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Marie clutched the rough fabric of her brother's coat, her knuckles white with tension. The acrid smell of gunpowder hung heavy in the air, mingling with the metallic tang of blood and the sweat of desperate men and women. All around her, Paris burned...
By H&S MediaMarie clutched the rough fabric of her brother's coat, her knuckles white with tension. The acrid smell of gunpowder hung heavy in the air, mingling with the metallic tang of blood and the sweat of desperate men and women. All around her, Paris burned...