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Steel Scars (Red Queen, #0.2) Steel Scars by Victoria Aveyard
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“Don’t touch me,” I snarl. “What was that? What happened? Where am I?” “Careful, you’re turning into a philosopher.”
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“Rage is a double-edged sword, and this woman has been bled by both edges.”
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“Todos tenemos cicatrices y fantasmas propios.”
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“I used to wonder what kinds of idiots are fighting this Silver war, if they insist on containing the battlegrounds to the forsaken Choke. The northern border is long and winding, cutting along the river, mostly forested on both sides, always defended but never attacked. Of course, in the winter, it’s a brutal land of cold and snow, but what about the late spring and summer? Now? If Norta and the Lakelands hadn’t been fighting for a century, I would expect an assault on the city at any moment. But there’s nothing at all, and never will be.

Because the war is not a war at all.

It is an extermination.”
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“Belief doesn’t make it easy to take a bullet.”
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“I’d rather a black eye than a puzzle.”
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“Hard enough sleeping on the ground without listening to rustling tents.”
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“And you’re late.”

“I prefer chronologically challenged.”
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“Delivering uniforms is safer than wearing them.”
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“As I watch, the last of the convoy leaves the eastern gate.

“The Prayer Gate,” Barrow mutters.

“Hmm?”

He taps my glass, then points. “We call it the Prayer Gate. As you enter, you pray to leave. As you leave, you pray never to return.”
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“Don’t touch me,” I snarl. “What was that? What happened? Where am I?”

“Careful, you’re turning into a philosopher.”
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“There is no Red on earth so cold as a Silver.”
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“For a man who can move faster than the blink of an eye, somehow he manages to take the world’s slowest step forward.”
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“I assume the old, the sick, and the children set to conscript do not make any of your proposals. No use saving the ones who truly need it.”
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“Information is more dangerous than any weapon we possess.”
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“I have my suspicions,” he replies after a long moment.

“And they are . . . ?”

“My own.”
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“A rebellion contained to its borders would eventually fail, stamped out by the other nations of the continent. But something bigger, a wave across two kingdoms, another foundation to explode beneath the Silvers’ cursed feet—that has a chance. And a chance is all I require to do what I must.”
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“I’ve long stopped questioning why this is allowed to continue. I was not raised to accept a master’s cage, not like so, so many are. What I see as a maddening surrender is the only survival to so many others. I suppose I have the Colonel to thank for my stubborn belief in freedom. He never let me think otherwise. He never let me accept what we came from. Not that I’ll ever tell him that. He’s done too much to ever earn my thanks.

But so have I. That’s fair, I suppose. And don’t I believe in fairness?”
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“There’s no rules against fraternizing within the organization, so long as the job gets done and everyone comes back alive.”
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“His office would make a marvelous tomb. No windows, concrete walls, and a lamp that always seems to burn out at precisely the wrong moment.”
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“Then a bit of a celebration is in order.”

The Colonel all but sneers. “You want to celebrate being a poster girl? Or would you rather cheer a suicide mission?”

Now I really do smile. “I don’t see it that way.” Slowly, I fold the orders again and slip them into my jacket pocket. “Tonight, I drink to my first independent assignment. And tomorrow, I head to Norta.”

“Your eyes only, Captain.”

When I reach the door, I glare at him over my shoulder. “As if you didn’t already know.”

His silence is admission enough.

“Besides, I’ll still be reporting to you, so you can pass on my relays to Command,” I add. I can’t help but goad him a little. He deserves it for the nanny comment. “What’s that called? Oh yes. The middleman.”
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“I enter my barracks on my own, chin raised. I don’t know why I was chosen for this, why Command wants me to be the one to shout our words. But I’m sure there’s a good reason. A young woman holding a flag is quite a striking figure—but also a puzzling one. Silvers might send men and women to die on the lines in equal measure, but a rebel group led by a woman is easier to underestimate. Just what Command wants. Or they simply prefer I’m the one eventually identified and executed, rather than one of their own.”
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“They’re careful to step in the leader’s footprints. Any tracker would think only one person came this way, not four.”
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