I seek chaos, but not out of choice. "We're forgetting," he said. ” She saw him flinch, but he gave no sign of it in his tone. “It isn’t anything to do with our times particularly. Only her ungloved fingers, and the arms in their long tight sleeves as she held the heavy gun aloft, bore any sign of stiffness. Superstition—you knock into it whichever way you turn.
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