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Don’t worry, I said. These men are good. They’re going to heal the world.

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Maria V. Snyder
Age: 55
Born: 1969
Born: January 1
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Philadelphia
Pennsylvania
Heal
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Valek smiled. “Good. First, send Kade a reply, asking him not to come.” He pointed at the unopened letter on the table. I had forgotten about it. Sealed with wax, the message appeared to be secured. Valek shrugged. “I was bored.
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You're easily distracted by the pattern of the cloth and can't see the quality of the threads.
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Back so soon? he asked. Too bad. I was just about to organize a search for your dead body. What happened when you knocked on the southerner magician's door to sacrifice yourself? Did they kick you out, thinking you too half-witted to waste their time on?
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Sieges weathered, fight together, friends forever.
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Right before I was escorted to the jail, Fawn waved bye bye to me. I smiled. My empty, pointless life for hers. Not bad.
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I hate a mystery. I would have let the identity of the Commander’s successor remain a secret, as I have for fifteen years, but tonight’s opportunity was too tempting. With eight drunken Generals sleeping it off, I could have danced on their beds without waking them. - Valek
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You put on such a brave front. But I know if I took another step toward you, you'd wet your pants. With your blood. I brandished my knife. But I couldn't keep a straight face the boast sounded ridiculous even to my own ears. I snickered. She laughed. The release of tension made me giddy, and soon I was laughing and crying.
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You asked how I can be so calm. I don't have time not to be. I would like to grieve and worry and carry on, but that doesn't achieve results.
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Another relative? Valek asked. A broad smile stretched Moon Man's lips. Yes. I am her mother's uncle's wife's third cousin.
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Don't knock the power of a pest, Leif said. Persistance and stubborness can be useful in many situations.
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Many have tried to kill us. All have failed. -Valek
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Skewer is just too vague. I think if you say, ’Stand back or I’ll stab him in the stomach,’ then I have an idea about how serious you are. After all, Leif’s stomach is his favorite body part so that’s a decent threat.
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Out of nowhere, Valek appeared before me, yelling in my ear, shaking my shoulders. Stupidly, belatedly, I realized he was the drunk. Who else but Valek could win a fight against four large men when armed only with a beer mug?
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No. I took this job in self-defense. Quain burns everything. Belen thinks jerky is all we need to survive. Flea's idea of a good meal is something that hasn't been in a garbage can first. And Kerrick poisoned us-' 'Not on purpose,' Kerrick said. 'The meat looked done.
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There are certain people I trust no matter what. Even when it seems like they've turned into monsters, you need to stay true to them. Because, in the end, they'll be the ones backing you up.
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Yalena: Could you always open your door? Kiki: Yes. Fence, too. Yalena Why don't you? Kiki: Hay sweet. Fresh water. Peppermints.
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When we reached the beach, Leif fell to his knees with a dramatic cry. Solid ground! I'll never take you for granted again. Are you going to kiss the sand? I asked. Don't be ridiculous. Now I'M the one being silly? Yes.
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You’ve only had a small glimpse of how insufferable and annoying I can be. As the older brother, it’s my birthright.
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Ursan flourished the knife, threatening me. Talk, or I'll start cutting off body parts. Yours? Or mine? I kept my voice steady despite my insides twisting into goo. It's an important distinction.
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I wanted to dissolve into the floor, mixing myself with the hard stone. A stone had a single purpose: to be. No complicated promises, no worries and no feelings.
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