"You can take a break if you like," he said. "You must be hurting right now."
"The artist deals with what cannot be said in words. The artist whose medium is fiction does this in words. The novelist says in words what cannot be said in words." --Ursula K. Le Guin
"The artist deals with what cannot be said in words. The artist whose medium is fiction does this in words. The novelist says in words what cannot be said in words." --Ursula K. Le Guin
She glanced around to see what the others were doing, then into the darkness. She moved towards the map to look over it again. Perhaps she could convince them to let her make a copy. After all, what harm would it do to them? She frowned. Bug would object to helping her.
"Nobody has an easy time in this world. Either you climb out of the muck and become a human being, or you die." - Josh Randall, Wanted: Dead or Alive
"Shingles is back!" Jackson announced from where they had finished with the tent. The scarecrow was just a speck on the horizon where they pointed, but they were loping along at a good clip.
"The artist deals with what cannot be said in words. The artist whose medium is fiction does this in words. The novelist says in words what cannot be said in words." --Ursula K. Le Guin
"Not as long as usual," Roland observed. "Good; I don't like him being gone for so long." "What, worried he'll die?" Bug snorted. "That's less likely than a building falling from the sky."
"The artist deals with what cannot be said in words. The artist whose medium is fiction does this in words. The novelist says in words what cannot be said in words." --Ursula K. Le Guin
Rhys frowned. "Pretty sure the guy can take care of himself." She reached for a flask well hidden in her coat and took a sip of the precious water inside. It tasted like metal.
"Nobody has an easy time in this world. Either you climb out of the muck and become a human being, or you die." - Josh Randall, Wanted: Dead or Alive
"The artist deals with what cannot be said in words. The artist whose medium is fiction does this in words. The novelist says in words what cannot be said in words." --Ursula K. Le Guin
"Not at all." Shingles arrived at the camp, looking dusty but otherwise the same. "Hi, Shingles." Jackson waved.
"The artist deals with what cannot be said in words. The artist whose medium is fiction does this in words. The novelist says in words what cannot be said in words." --Ursula K. Le Guin
She kept working and finally managed to cut through the cuff. She looked around. "Anyone got something to pry with? Or is strong enough to carefully pull this apart enough to get his hand out?"
"Nobody has an easy time in this world. Either you climb out of the muck and become a human being, or you die." - Josh Randall, Wanted: Dead or Alive
"Let me." Jackson approached and grasped the cuff carefully between their fingers. They pulled once, and the cuff opened enough for Roland to squeeze his blistered and bleeding wrist through.
"The artist deals with what cannot be said in words. The artist whose medium is fiction does this in words. The novelist says in words what cannot be said in words." --Ursula K. Le Guin
"I have a little medicine," Jackson volunteered. "I've been saving it for in case Roland got sick." They peered at the wrist. "Oo, that looks infected. Is it warm?" "It feels better than it did when the cuff was on," Roland said with a shrug.
"The artist deals with what cannot be said in words. The artist whose medium is fiction does this in words. The novelist says in words what cannot be said in words." --Ursula K. Le Guin
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