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- “Shall I use spiders that stitch you into a cocoon of your own flesh?” the Infante asked. Slits and folds in his arm yawned open as if reflexively answering that question. “No. You wouldn’t remember that one. It wouldn’t hold the same meaning.”
- Arc 18 Lamb III
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