The Faintest Smile
The mob was pretty drunk by this time and it was time for a tease. They asked her to sing a song. Tears rolling down her cheeks, scared like a pinky fed into a hungry snake's cage, she stood their trembling trying to find her voice which was lost to the grave fear of being raped, tortured and beaten to death. The men insisted and she slowly regained her voice, and words started pouring out of her mouth like that of a child in front of a large audience. She sang a song in a language that they barely understood, but her sweet scared voice and the tears on her cheeks mellowed down the fury of the crowd. They became silent.
As the crowd became silent and the rage in their gaze lessened, she gained a little hope. A slight smile barely caressed her lips in an attempt to please the men and win their kindness. That was her only way to escape the violent fate that awaited her.
No one knows what exactly happened to her. Some say she was escorted to the borders to her safety. Four of the men present, drove her in a carriage to the outskirts. Some say her fate was no different than the fate of the women, the men present there lost to the riots. Four of the men present, took her to the middle of a desolate desert and raped and murdered her.

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