Her finger-nails dug into her flesh. ’ He gestured towards the fulminating general. Capital swordsman. Many things were only words, sounds; she could not construct these words and sounds into objects; or, if she did, invariably missed the mark. “A very clear statement, madam,” he said. Don’t say anything, she thought to herself, say nothing more, Martin. Diane Vorsack clicked her tongue in a “tsk”. “Yeah. ‘You ought to be glad someone cares enough about your wretched little neck to try and save it. She imagined descending the stairs, hearing Mike’s uproarious laughter as she peeked around a vacant corner with a lump in her throat. "I have nothing. The attempt was unsuccessful. I did so.
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