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37 pages, ebook
First published June 2, 2013
"Death would be a blessing, a welcome reprieve. So far, though, they had refused to let him die."
"Hope, any sort of hope, was dangerous."
He wanted to speak to Scar, which wasn't a sane impulse. Nothing insulting or defiant, simply, hello, how was your day? Yes, I think I'll sleep now. The pain isn't as bad as it was yesterday. Goodnight. Perhaps if that lantern-jawed face had been less forbidding, he might have. Perhaps if he knew why Scar came every evening... but curiosity was for other men. Men with names.