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Two hearts; that’s plain, and the Master examines the Time Lady before him with a look of fragilely caged vehemence. “You’re familiar, but not.” Self-spiting pining. A longing, an unquenchable gluttony. Look at me, look at me. A steel-clad will to survive. Calculating, baptized in fire. “ . . . You’re me.” Well then. I don’t trust you one bit.
“ . . . m a r v e l o u s .”













