He reached through a slit in his robe into a pouch strapped to his ample abdomen. From it he withdrew a small wineskin."Here," he said, pushing it between the bars. "For strength. For courage."Adelard pulled the stopper and drank greedily."They don't feed me and give me very little water."How does it feel? Ramiro thought. How many have you treated the same to make them weak and more easily persuaded by your tortures?
-F. Paul Wilson
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