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[ the breath he pushes out must sound a bit like a sigh. more a strangulation, doing away with some childish insistence: no one believed me —

of course they didn't. he'd covered for leander, time and again. for all his present effort isaac doesn't, entirely, succeed in killing anger. ]

He went north. Defected, far as I can tell. Athessa wasn't the only one.

[ funny, curious athessa, who called him when she couldn't sleep. ]

Rutyer, too. Flint wanted me to manage him.

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