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His real gift hadn’t been the mask; it had been liberation from whatever made her hesitate to buy it.
Nikory, the leader of the Fog Spiders, who street rumors said operated under Derossi Vargo’s command.
Over them towered five statues. A poet, a minister, a merchant, a soldier, and a priest, bearing five mottoes: I speak for all; I counsel all; I support all; I defend all; I pray for all.
“We live in a topsy-turvy world, Alta Renata, where the criminals are honest, and it’s the upright folk you have to be wary of.”
And—may your friend’s spirit find peace in heaven, kin in the dream, and a new life down the road.”
People on their own might be assholes or afraid. People in small groups might be assholes or clumping together for safety. People in groups that big were looking to fuck something up.
