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The Fortuna appeared, its lights like a vain firefly. It cruised into the killing zone. Joaquim held his breath.
The punishment was not for Gaspar. It never had been. vinganca e castigo
They did not exile him. They gave him a hut on the edge of the village, a crust of bread each day, and a task. Every morning, he must walk to the charred church and sweep the ash from the stone floor. Every evening, he must fill the holy water font with seawater. He must live among the ghosts of the people he had killed. The Fortuna appeared, its lights like a vain firefly
