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Soon I'd be going back to the musty book-smell and the interminable discussions of art and reality and the meaning of truth. This was a kind of never-never land in between.
It wasnt really present, said Khamwas, touching the other man's shoulder to calm him. It's there enough for me, said Samlor grimly, massaging his bruised shoulder with the faceted knife hilt.