Prompt: Charity
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Rose walked for hours, days even, his words echoing in her mind as she surveyed the chaos that was her home town.
Blood still flecked the streets from the fighting and rebellion. The cries of a child called her away from the main road to a crumbling doorway.
A boy sat just inside the broken down door, his dirt crusted face covered in tear tracks. He sniffled when she squatted down to eye-level.
"Would you like something to eat?" she asked.
He nodded hesitantly.
"C'mon, let's get you cleaned up and fed," she offered, stretching out her hand to him.
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A.N. - I really like how this turned out. Thanks for reading. I hope you all are enjoying these!