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Dark watched a replay of Lucan’s speech on the television. He studied Lucan in high definition; before, the man had been only a speck, just a shape of an elven man to be smashed.
He still had a hard time understanding him. But now that he could communicate with Miri, his ear picked up the new speed at which people in the future spoke, and how they enunciated words differently and ran them together. At first he had thought they were speaking a different language. Now he knew that it was the same language, just evolved.
It unsettled him. But so did his raw scales. His broken wing. His eye socket that pulsed and throbbed.
Dark lay on his stomach with a piece of raw steak in his mouth, tearing at it as he watched the screen.
He licked his bottom gum. Miri had ordered a salve for him t
