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Chapter 67
Chapter 67 What is the source of our first suffering? It lies in the fact that we hesitated to speak. It was born in the moment when we accumulated Silent things within us." . —Gaston Bachelard . MIKHAIL I focus the binoculars up into orbit, but no matter how many times I search, I can find no sign of the Prince of Tyre. If there's a second ship up there, it's orbiting behind another planet, because all I can see is the battlecruiser which shot me down. I haul my makeshift arc welder out of the cracked hull of the Sword of Justice. Now that the lizards know it crashed near Assur, it's only a matter of time before they find it. I carry it up onto the roof because it's too heavy to fly up there, even for me back when I still had all my strength. I keep my wings tucked tightly again
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