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1 " The smell of smoke and sulfur.Three figures in the distance.The masks that the doctors wore, painted in black and white.They carry large machines,Lavinia gasping on the floor.I am not alone here.I am not alone. Not alone. "
― Eloise Redding , The Fireshrike (Tangled Weave #1)
