Allan Malcolmson

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She extended her hand. “Thank you, Baron Ver Dorco.” Black eyebrows raised and the slash of mouth curved in the dark face. “You read heraldry?” He raised long fingers to the shield on his chest. “I do.” “An accomplishment, Captain. We live in a world of isolated communities, each hardly touching its neighbor, each speaking, as it were, a different language.” “I speak many.” The Baron nodded. “Sometimes I believe, Captain Wong, that without the Invasion, something for the Alliance to focus its energies upon, our society would disintegrate. Captain Wong—” He stopped, and the fine lines of his ...more
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Babel-17
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