![]() ![]() He was broad where Lir was narrow, his muscles stacked like bricks where Lir’s were lean. The boy was barely a turn older than Lir, but his body told another story. ![]() Lir ground his teeth at the sudden lightness in his head and turned to survey the Bullets lining up behind him until his eyes found the one he searched for: Tassos. But he’d missed his last two doses and the lag was beginning to take its toll. He’d never felt this insistent surging of his blood or this erratic knocking of his heart. He’d never needed Silt this badly before. In spite of the cool air piped throughout the ship, sweat itched along his brow and he barely resisted the urge to tap his feet as he joined the long line of Bullets heading into the galley. The fire crawling through Lir’s veins had started hours ago and was only getting worse. ![]()
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