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The rain did not wash away the sins. It only made them colder.

“I will kill him,” Caesar growled, low in his throat. Not a command. A fact. War for the Planet of the Apes

The rain fell harder. The world held its breath. The rain did not wash away the sins

Caesar stopped at the edge of a cliff. Below, the river churned, gray and swollen. On the far bank, a column of black smoke rose from a burned-out Ape stronghold. His ears, still sharp despite the tinnitus of a thousand gunfights, caught the distant chatter of human voices. Laughter. They were laughing. Not a command

The War for the Planet of the Apes had not begun with a battle. It began with a father walking into the rain, carrying a spear he had sharpened on the grave of his son.

“Tomorrow, we finish the dirty work. No prisoners. Not even the young.”