[America clings to England, buries his face in England's chest and tries to muffle the words of the shadow England telling him again about how quick America was to abandon him. The shadow is farther back than it was, a little easier to ignore, and America holds tight to England like England could ward off all of the shadows crawling around the meadow on his own.]
They won't--[he hiccups around a sob]--they won't go away!
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They won't--[he hiccups around a sob]--they won't go away!