"No, darling," the mother said, her voice hoarse and devoid of emotion as she looked at her daughter. "If we stop, the God-Maker won't let us live. We have to keep going."
"Keep working," the woman urged, forcing the child back to her feet.
In a temporary command tent overlooking the site, General Mike stood before a large screen, watching the sea of exhausted laborers. Deep dark circles hung beneath his eyes, and his military uniform was rumpled and caked with dust.
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