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"I live for nar He steps forward like so the knuckles of his ar tenses, confused

"I am and always have been son to the people of the Valkyrie Spires Born free to Alia Snowsparrow on the wild pole of Mars, north of the Dragon’s Spine, south of the Fallen City"

He walks past Mustang, arms at his side

"Forty-four scars have I earned for Gold since the slavers of the Weeping Sun came from the stars to take my family to the Chain Islands Seven scars froe, where I was trained"

He kneels at my side

"One frouards Witch Pass Six froht me to love One froht in an arena for the pleasure of the Allround sighs under the weight of his knees

"For Gold, I have buried three sisters One brother Two fathers" He pauses in sadness "But … for theht, his black eyes burn like witchflanar closes his eyes, putting hi faith like I have faith Like Eo, like Sevro, and Dancer and all the rest

My eyes ine I feel the same as did my ancestors, the first pioneers to Mars, as they looked back across the darkness to Earth In her I had a home I had love And then I poisoned her to me I know this was always destined to be our end But still I hope like a desperate child

"What do you live for?" I ask

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