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“We do not eat our..." I paused. Friends was the wrong word. So was allies. And there were certainly some acquaintances that I would not stop Isanara from taking a bite out of.”

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“What does it mean that those trees and mountains out there are not magic but real?' I'd yell, pointing outdoors. 'What?' they'd say. 'It means that those trees and mountains out there are not magic but real.' 'Yeah?' Then I'd say, 'What does it mean that those trees and mountains aren't real at all, just magic?' 'Oh come on.' 'It means that those trees and mountains aren't real at all, just magic.' 'Well which is it, goddammit!' 'What does it mean that you ask, well which is it goddammit?' I yelled. 'Well what?' 'It means that you ask well which is it goddammit.' 'Oh go bury your head in your sleeping bag, bring me a cup of that hot coffee.”

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“In Ancient Greek days, they’d had a crush on me, which was uncomfortable, but at least understandable. Then – if you can believe it – they got over me. For the past few centuries they’d been in the Ganymede Fan Club. Their Instagod posts about how hot he was got so annoying, I finally had to leave a snarky comment. You know that meme with the honey bear and the caption honey, he gay? Yes, I created that. And in Ganymede’s case, it was hardly news. These days they’d decided to have a collective crush on Deimos, the god of fear, which just made no romantic sense to me. Sure, he’s buff, and he has nice eyes, but… Wait. What was I talking about again?”

“Words never passed between us, only a nod and a silent smirk as he overtook me. Which was problematic today. It was cold, and pissing rain, and I wasn't in the mood to slow my pace and let him get ahead of me. Sure, it made him feel all manly and superior, but a girl has to draw the line somewhere. There are times to pander to the male ego and times to force them to watch your arse as you surpass them.”

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“Obvious solutions to serious problems often go thousands of years before being stumbled upon. Hand protection on swords, for example, took a remarkably long time to develop; and sanitation in surgery took even longer, and that was with the best and brightest medical practitioners of several eras all cogitating over their tremendous death rates.”