Connor Gordon

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He let out a slow breath, only now realizing he was lying on an ants’ nest and its inhabitants were telling him to leave in no uncertain terms. I lie with the weight of a god on their world, and these ants don’t like it. We’re so much more alike than most would think.
Deadhouse Gates (Malazan Book of the Fallen, #2)
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