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She never actually saw the fog, though, did she? She saw everybody’s fear as they fled outside, trampling each other to reach safety. That was enough to make the story true. Sometimes the smoke is more useful than the fire.
A death in service to others will always mean more to him than a life preserved in service to himself.
It’s like trying to assemble a jigsaw puzzle by throwing pieces at the floor.
