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Loul didn't know where to look. His eyes moved from face to face, talking in the thin cheeks, the large wet eyes, the strange pelt-like texture of what could be hair. All Loul could hear was his pulse, his rasping breath, and the pounding of the sea wind over the open plain.
-Damocles, S.G. Redling
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