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And of Clay Are We Created by. 봄해서정, Rolf Carle, Summary :pen: - Coggle…

- - - - Rolf tried to talk to Azucena and succeeded in getting a line on her arm, but was prevented from getting out by the collapsing rubble and her siblings clinging to her.
        
        Rolf asked the soldiers for help, but there were many other victims, so the soldiers left. Rolf thinks of a way to get the water out, but the pump won't arrive until tomorrow morning.
        
        Rolf said he didn't have time, but it was chaotic and he had no choice. Rolf reassureed Azucena.
        
        Rolf helped Azucena. Azucena talked about her life. This made Rolf feel optimistic. Rolf thought about a gift for Azucena when she escapes and recovers.
        
        Rolf told Azucena his story, reassuring her late into the night.
        
        Rolf no longer saw Azucena through a camera lens. While many reporters took a pathetic sense of responsibility, Rolf stroved for Azucena. A priest blessed her.
        
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- - - - I work until I'm dizzy for Rolf. Crying, exhausted. Like looking at a star that died a million years ago.
        
        I spring the harsh environment of the site of the event.
        
        I hear Rolf telling Azucena the story I told Rolf.
        
        President visits town, mourns. Soldiers mercilessly shoot people who steal something and commit a sin. Bishops say Mass at a place where many people have died.
        
        Rolf watched Azucena's videos and thought about himself in ways he hadn't thought of before. I wait for Rolf. Until we can walk hand in hand again.