The shadow raised its arm high in the air and I knew – I knew before I heard my name – that he’d found me again, keeper of the promise he couldn’t make, the one I had marked with my blood and who had marked me with his tears, a Silencer all right, my silencer, stumbling toward me in the impossibly pure light of a late winter’s sunrise promising spring.
-Rick Yancey
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