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"What would I pay?" she asked, though she could feel the terms aligning like teeth.

"You're not leaving," said a voice in the dark, as patient as a door. Parasited.22.10.17.Agatha.Vega.The.Attic.XXX.10...

Agatha considered the cost. To never name again: to forget and forbid herself the vocabulary of a person who had once mattered. It would be a violence against memory, a lobotomy of the tongue. But in the ledger's terms, it would be payment. "What would I pay