Anna didn't panic over the pain. Sure, it hurt her as badly as it hurt the others, but she was so used to pain that it didn't really matter to her. Rather, her mind just... retreated, into memories. But these weren't peaceful ones.
[i]"I was just going to go buy some bread for dinner!" She said, softly. But her brothers didn't seem to hear. Andrew raised his hand as if to smack her and she fell silent. "You left without one of us as a chaperone. You broke the rules. And so you must be punished." He took off his belt and raised it high over his head. The rasp of leather on cloth told her that at least ten of the others had done the same. Not that she would know. She just buried her head in her arms and screamed until they left off whipping her.
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"Andrew, you monster! Alex is your BROTHER! How could you have crippled him? How could you have?!" She was screaming at him, her fury overpowering her fear, and a good portion of her rationality as well. But Andrew was coldly dismissive of it. "We told you. His horse reared and he fell and the other horses trampled him." He loomed over her, and her urge to flee welled up. But she stood her ground. "Oh? And horses have boot-shaped hooves, now, do they? There are twenty-four bruises in the shape of YOUR hiking boots on his back, and you say that he was trampled by horses. I don't believe you." She turned on her heel and started to march back to the house, but spun around again. "Andrew, you will NEVER be my brother again. I don't know how I ever loved you." And then she spun and fled. But he found her, not even an hour later, before his temper had a chance to calm down. And what they did, him and three of the others, was something that Anna would NEVER be able to forget.[/i]

On and on the memories went, she didn't even know for how long, until she became aware of the ground under her knees and someone's broken sobs. It took a while for her to realize that she was the one crying, and even longer before she was able to get it under control and get to her feet.