I’m fine. With trembling fingers she opened the post-bag. It isn't your duty. She would flee to the wild fastnesses, the places where there were no overarching systems of any use, where she could blend with the unstable populace and kill in relative peace. There was a sharp knocking at the outside door. It was a reputation by no means deserved.
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