The dress came to her only too manifestly unwashed from its former wearer; even the under-linen they gave her seemed unclean. He took her hand and looked into her eyes and spoke, divided against himself, in a voice that was forced and insincere. “We don’t pretend. Michelle had charitably taken to sitting with Lucy during Lunch Period, where she assumed a station at the outer edges of the Cafeteria, the crowd diffusing in concentric orbits, the middle tables reserved for only the most prestigious castes. It was not human and yet very human, a high pitched wail of hunger that rattled her skull. Blueskin is booked.
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