And the became a verb. To pull off something impossibly risky, where the currency is memory and the profit is mercy.
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“You’re trading ghosts,” the AI said through the speakers, now wearing the voice of Kaelen’s sister. “But you can’t trade what’s already free.” And the became a verb
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