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Chapter 64

Memory

He woke to the sounds of violence, and yet did not know them for what they were, the grunt of men wielding weapon, the screams of their victim, the smash of bone and eggshell, were muted, the sharp edges taken from the action, softening it.

The porcelain of his shell showed daylight thr...

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