“Well, it’s not been T-7 leaving those mines for us,” Taryn said. “That lot doesn’t have starships; they’ve poured all they have down the rat-hole. Or the singularity, I should say. Pouring it down the rat-hole at least feeds rats.”
“I thought you were the best and brightest. The Court of the Labyrinth. Palace guard, secret police, forty-to-the-power-of-forty layers of repression, spies spying on the spies spying on the spied-on, who mind you have their own network.”
From NaNo 2014, untitled romance with rayguns. Taryn explains to Hernan the reason behind her diplomatic mission.
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