Kind of remarkable it took you lot as long as it did to throw in the towel and start stabbing the Peacekeepers with your pitchforks.

[ At least in Seven, there had been the forests, where the braver inhabitants of the district could duck past fences to range and hunt. A space of relative freedom, hard to patrol and regulate due to their size and geography. Freer at least than plantations and factories. ]

[ Not that Rue had been around for any of those revolts. ]