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Can I dwell on what I scarce remember? I held a castle on the Marches once, and there was a woman I was pledged to marry, but I could not find that castle today, nor tell you the color of that woman's hair. Who knighted me, old friend? What were my favorite foods? It all fades. Sometimes I think I was born on the bloody grass in that grove of ash, with the taste of fire in my mouth and a hole in my chest. Are you my mother, Thoros?
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beric-dondarrion
hole
thoros
knight
fire
blood
memory
trauma
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George R.R. Martin |
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From that point of view, I realized that my hole was not miles deep after all. My father, in fact, could stand on the bottom and it only reached up to his chest. Darkness, you know, is relative.
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darkness
jesse-fitzgerald
relative
hole
father
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Jodi Picoult |
ea99137
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After our negotiations were completed, the dome would be imploded and launched toward the nearest black hole, so that none of its atoms would ever contaminate this particular universe again. I thought that last part was overkill.
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universe
completed
contaminate
dome
imploded
launched
overkill
negotiations
particular
hole
black
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John Scalzi |