 Wysłany: Wto 16:19, 15 Lut 2011 Temat postu: On the Makaloa Mat LondonJack Published bbaagbwj |
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Hesmiled."—I wouldn'tbeshamelessenoughtopretendIgaveaflyingfuckaboutthe rest of the world." ShetwistedinLubin'sgraspandkicked ashardasshecould.Herboot plunged deep into the gash in his thigh. Lubin staggered and cried out. And Clarke was freeand springing forward. ShelaunchedherselfdirectlyatDesjardins.Hewon'triskit shetold herself.It'shisonlyleveragehe'sdeadifhehitsthebuttonhemustknow he's— 469 Desjardins'seyesflickeredleft.Hisfingerstwitched.Andatinythread ofdoubtblossomedintofull-blownhorrorasthenumbersonthewall began to move… Holdingtransmutedintoawholenewwordagainandagainand againalongthebottomoftheboard.Clarketrieddesperatelynottoread itdroveforwardonthewingsofsomefranticinfantilehope maybeifI don'tseeititwon'thappenmaybethere'sstilltime butshe did seeitshe couldn'thelpseeingitspelledoutinquadruplicatefull-stopbeforethe whole board went dark: Commit. With the next step she toppled. Somethinghummed deepinherhead.Herbonessangwithsubtleelec- tricity.Herlegscollapsedbeneathherherarmsweredeadweightsat hersides.Herskullcrackedpainfullyagainstthebackofaworkstation crackedagainagainstthefloor.Herlungdeflatedwithatiredsigh—she tr mbt m.walk shoes |
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