Koning was a self-made expert. She snuggled what she’d bought in the nest she had made of shredded grimoires… — China Miéville
Koning was a self-made expert. She snuggled what she’d bought in the nest she had made of shredded grimoires and scrunched-up rules of engagement. She watched it. It did nothing.
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