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Lactamaeon, second in command of Yr, whispered, “If one is to be doomed, one must be beautiful, or the drama is only a comedy. And therefore, Unbeautiful…”

“Kill me, my lord, in the form of an eagle,” Deborah said to him in the language of Yr.

— Joanne Greenberg, I Never Promised You A Rose Garden