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    “Exactly sixty-eight degrees, steeped no more than five minutes, no milk, and two pieces of sugar,” Dottore said, watching him pour tea into the ceramic cups. “How precise of you.”

    “I have standards.” He says, while adding two pieces of sugar to his tea.

    “You have standards more precise than most surgical procedures I perform.”

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    “Grief is love’s souvenir”

    Pantalone learns to carry both.

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    “Since you two are fighting, how about you transfer his research project budget to me instead?”

    Pantalone and '35' hadn't spoken for a while.

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    25 Jun 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 33

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    So a heretic had dragged himself into a place of worship intending to reap its god.

    Or: Il Dottore finds the Damselette hiding in Silvermoon Hall. He intends to take her back with him.

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  4. Public Bookmark 3

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    The Heretic of the False Moon lies broken and defeated.

    A controlled outcome, of course. All part of the plan. His experiment will continue unhindered, ready for the final setup.

    But it will continue without him. The damage sustained by this body is beyond recovery. All he can do is wait until death claims him.

    So, he waits.

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    24 Jun 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 4

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    You sniffed. “He’s a child of no more than eight -”

    “A segment, not a child of flesh and blood; a slice of Zandik’s life at that point in time. It has no compassion left, no kindness, no love. It is dark and stripped of mercy. Whatever you see it mimic is just that, mimicry. You waste your time trying to bond with it.”

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    You try to remind Il Dottore of his and his segments' humanity.

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    24 Jun 2026