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“No,” he said.

Milosh raised the flail. The ancestors leaned in. The moon held its breath. boj na misaru analiza

But instead of bringing the iron down on Vuk’s skull, Milosh drove it into the hard earth of the misar . The flail’s head buried itself like a plowshare. He stepped back, breathing hard. “No,” he said