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It was harsh, but sometimes the cruel things we said served the kindest purpose.
It isn’t disease that’s contagious in my ward, Captain. It’s dissent. Anarchy and rebellion spread like a wildfire.
The silence vibrated in my ears—an uncanny, unsettling feeling, like the moments after a scream, when the terrible sound tears the air in two, and for a split second afterward, the memory of it hangs there, determined to still be heard.
Rumors are next-door neighbors to gossip, and gossip always breaks bread with lies.
That wasn’t the understatement of the century. It was the under-statement of the entire epoch.
Gods, sinners, martyrs, and ghosts.
“You do get used to it, y’know,” Lorreth said conversationally. “That overwhelming sense of impending doom. Eventually, it becomes background noise. You don’t even notice it at all.”
