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“How he ends the fight, by driving his hand up to the wrist through the underside of Umber’s jaw, is horrifying.”

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‘“So tell me,” you say to Lerna. The effort of sitting up, and seeing your arm, has restored your wits a little. “In your, uh, professional opinion, what should I do about this?”

“I think you should either let Hoa eat it off, or let one of us take a sledgehammer to it.”’

Nom nom nom 🤤

“The buildings have walls of patterned cellulose that can barely be seen beneath leaves, moss, grasses, and clusters of fruit or tubers. Some rooftops fly banners that are actually immense, unfurled fungus flowers. The streets teem with things you might not recognize as vehicles, except in that they travel and convey. Some crawl on legs like massive arthropods.”

So cool

“The Fulcrum is not the first institution to have learned an eternal truth of humankind: No need for guards when you can convince people to collaborate in their own internment.”

Damn deep

It’s giving the Martin and Willie Handcart Company so the exMormon in me is triggered

“But there are none so frightened, or so strange in their fear, as conquerors. They conjure phantoms endlessly, terrified that their victims will someday do back what was done to them—even if, in truth, their victims couldn’t care less about such pettiness and have moved on. Conquerors live in dread of the day when they are shown to be, not superior, but simply lucky.”