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... tance. They had the shape of dogs, the low scurrying gait of dogs, but dogs were rare creatures that only the high-ranked Defineds could keep. There was no reason for dogs to be here.
They skittered closer, and the shape of them sharpened.
Not dogs. Each one was a cluster of human hands fused at the wrists into a central mass, scuttling forward on their fingertips. The fingers bent and straightened in awful rhythm, tapping across the ground like rain on a tin roof.
They b ...
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