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Random mermaid
In the City of Death, it was so easy to forget that every soul was a person, a life no longer part of the world. But here it's all different. You see it. You can't ignore it.

You have to be so precise when you're sending shock waves through a planet. A few degrees of error and you've shot an old folks' home into space. They won't like that at all. Those places thrive on routine.