"I suppose it is," he says, and I've rather missed the smell of cigarettes; not too odd, that, I suppose. "It's a shame we don't know who's responsible. Although it's unlikely we could bring one of the gods to justice. I'd not mind a name though. Keeps my scorecard tidy."
"Thing in the tower, may be," I say, "or Tez. Wishes granted, knives to twist." Not the Shuck, at least, and don't particular think it's a trick of that bitch of the moment, so leave off mention of her. Not Azrael nor Nanshe, either-- "Or that thing as took after Nanshe in the dream." Smile thin as Tulzcha comes by, trouble her for coffee and a sandwich. "May be that it was a dream, the whole of it; a dazzle over eye and mind for three days running, instead of a dreaming sleep, raree-show played out and snatched back. Makes no difference now."
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Date: 2012-01-02 01:13 am (UTC)"Thing in the tower, may be," I say, "or Tez. Wishes granted, knives to twist." Not the Shuck, at least, and don't particular think it's a trick of that bitch of the moment, so leave off mention of her. Not Azrael nor Nanshe, either-- "Or that thing as took after Nanshe in the dream." Smile thin as Tulzcha comes by, trouble her for coffee and a sandwich. "May be that it was a dream, the whole of it; a dazzle over eye and mind for three days running, instead of a dreaming sleep, raree-show played out and snatched back. Makes no difference now."