[ Alice grows silent, a considerable amount of the color draining from her face as he mentions this.
Now she remembers. I was the strange tongue, a memory of a family and an oath, it nearly sends Alice keeling over, clammy hands slipping from the wall. All she can think of is not again.
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Now she remembers. I was the strange tongue, a memory of a family and an oath, it nearly sends Alice keeling over, clammy hands slipping from the wall. All she can think of is not again.
Please not again.]