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"Water no make enemy" the chant went up. The rallying cry of an army with a throat of thirst.
Like Jackals they fell upon their once Masters. Rending flesh, flurries of gouting blood. Gore and the cirmson aftermath as they revelled in the slaughter.
"Water no make enemy. Cursed money make enemy - the White man's curse ...And We Shall Rise!" he commanded the hushed masses
...and the drums started to beat a lopsided rhythm 9/8 - a beat against the heartbeat, but mesmerising nevertheless.
Hypnotising ...and some shadow crossed the scene a nausea~sickness hue of Yellow...