[ Richard’s bench jumps beneath him, sending a ramrod shock up his spine to his shoulders. Fuck ‘Drakonis,’ and fuck this ferryman and especially fuck ”The Maker.”
But the docks are finally within sight, black against all the grey and mottled with lamplight. ]
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But the docks are finally within sight, black against all the grey and mottled with lamplight. ]
I’d be better off clerking.