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December 2, 2024 - January 7, 2025
it was easier for Three Seagrass to think of him as Swarm and not Twenty Cicada now,
an internal decision made, one that flayed her as raw as a barbarian, all of her features twisted in certainty and grief at once,
Nine Hibiscus
ask him—ask it, ask them,
A soldier in perfect command of all of his resources, and willing to bend them to her command.
“We will see her coming, then,”
She was going to let her adjutant and the aliens that had devoured him and killed a planet and destroyed so many of her ships already kill another one.
All those lives on the Parabolic Compression—were they worth the lives on that alien planet?
Were they worth the preservation of this uncer...
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Could she dishonor Twenty Cicada’s sacrifice by pretending one flagship was more imp...
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how they had always been together: logistics and command.
Don’t let them go to waste for Sixteen Moonrise.”
the Empire and what they’ve just yoked themselves to
Dzmare?”
Darj T...
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M...
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they watched a yaotlek of the Teixcalaanli Fleet call down a precision st...
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The Teixcalaan she knew—the Teixcalaan Yskandr knew, that ...
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the ever-devouring elegant maw o...
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teeth light across the throat of every non-Teix...
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have cut away a part of itself to preserve a barely cohered peace.
the three-ringed ships would excise all negotiation and all warning that Sixteen Moonrise might have possessed,
Preserve themselves and their planet. <Themselves, their planet, and the rest of the Parabolic Compression,
they can understand now that humans die and are not replaced.
Darj Tarats
it wasn’t her language. It would never be. She knew that as clearly as she knew anything.
we are far better at collective memory than they are?”
Yskandr’s vicious displeasure at her disagreement with him.
The price of putting one of our imago-lines into that—conglomeration—that calls itself we?
“The price was higher when it was the whole Station smashed under those three-ringed ships, and you know it.”
“I have,” said Darj Tarats, “spent my entire life on a ruin,”
All his long project of drawing Teixcalaan past its borders into an unwinnable war, undone.
“Ruins can be rebuilt in peacetime.”
There is no place for you on Lsel. Don’t ever come home, Dzmare.”
The motion of a swift is an impenetrable language;
in dreams, sometimes I understand them.
Eleven Lathe
NINE Hibiscus
Almost, almost she wished
the insubordinate words—
Guilt wasn’t a sufficient impetus to want to die in place of one of your soldiers.
a sparkling cloud, glitter of glass and metal, spreading slowly in the void.
whatever cease-fire they had brokered was holding. For now.

