The Hazrax made that perturbing clicking sound at the back of its throat. “What does it feel like… to lose something that you love so dearly?” The strangest question. Had it never known loss before? Had it been so sheltered its entire existence that it had never lost anyone that it cared about? The odds seemed impossible, especially when you considered how old the creature was. I was well equipped to answer it, though. I’d experienced more than my fair share of loss in my lifetime. My mother. My father. The few friends I’d been stupid enough to make when I was younger, back in the Third. There
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