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发帖数: 278 | 1 Here lies a toppled god --
His fall was not a small one.
We did but build his pedestal,
A narrow and a tall one.
-Tleilaxu Epigram
Alia crouched, resting elbows on knees, chin on fists,
stared at the body on the dune -- a few bones and some
tattered flesh that once had been a young woman. The hands,
the head, most of the upper torso were gone -- eaten by the
coriolis wind. The sand all around bore the tracks of her
brother's medics and questors. They were gone now, all
excepting the mortuar |
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