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“The most wonderful sound ever is the lamentations of my enemies, screaming my name toward the heavens with ragged, dying voices.”
“Bless my stars?” I asked her. “Every single one of them, Spensa. Every single bouncing star.”
Getting a chance to study Chaser’s daughter in flight might finally give me proof. She has the defect.”
As we flew, my hands shook—revealing me for the coward I was.
“Sometimes, the answers we need don’t match the questions we’re asking.” He looked up at me. “And sometimes, the coward makes fools of wiser men.”
53-1-8008!”
“Assumed pirate-speak, but actually a stylized West Country accent popularized by the acting role of a specific individual. It’s supposed to be intimidating.”
