Those with the benefit of power are seldom termed terrorists. The order of things camouflages its horror in mundanity, lives broken by the unrelenting momentum of progress.
A common thing I've noticed with inmates that I've spoken to is that they don't understand a need for change. They want out, right now, regardless of what awaits them. Is that how you feel?
[It wouldn't be the first inmate and warden to have encountered one another before this place. She thinks she might come from the same world but from different times as others here, but there's no one she knows.]
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I'm very curious about that second one.
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As to your first question — I reckoned with certain political realities when I was a bit older than Grace. The two of us discussed the matter.
You've already seen to the second. As I recall, you've been jabbing it into my eye.
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When not injected into an injured eye, what does it do?
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Taken in large enough dose, one might rise beyond their limitations: A weak man made strong. A slow man quick. The dying, given a second chance.
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Those with the benefit of power are seldom termed terrorists. The order of things camouflages its horror in mundanity, lives broken by the unrelenting momentum of progress.
I refuse to see her crushed beneath it.
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[ death awaits them.
but. ok. calm down, exit screed - ]
The difficulty ever is in living. I'll do what's required of me, Claire. You needn't affect a helmet.
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[ as for prison, i've been in a few myself ]
If you'd know more of Shimmer, you really ought to speak with Viktor. I've not his education.
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Viktor? You're from the same place, then?
[Lovely. One of the wardens she's not especially close with.]
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[It wouldn't be the first inmate and warden to have encountered one another before this place. She thinks she might come from the same world but from different times as others here, but there's no one she knows.]
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[Everyone loves Claire! Except for a handful of wardens. And the majority of inmates.]
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Two birds, one stone.