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“It isn’t that,” I said instead. “I never…I don’t have any hopes for, er, anything.” “I know,” she said with a sad smile. Then she shook herself and resumed her usual impatient expression. “Don’t fret. Things will work out, or they won’t. Worrying won’t make any difference.”
“I’m glad,” she said with sudden fierceness, and her raptor gaze unexpectedly pierced me. “Even if nothing lurks beneath the surface of the world but madness, I’m glad to know there is something more. That this isn’t everything.”
The world was hideously fragile, everyday life nothing more than a thin film laid over infinite depths of chaos and terror. But it was still my life, and I’d be damned if I let Blackbyrne tear it away without a fight.
