CHAPTER ELEVEN

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"There is, of course, the night-side. Then there is the night-side. Only sun-hugging outsiders mistake the star-studded Solarium, with its warding Trellis Isles, for the dark, untamed wilds of our bestia-infested Barbaricum. Only we night-dwellers can survive in these harsh, nightmarish lands, but we know even we do not belong here. If the Devouring Eyes do not eventually purge our kind from these cursed places, the bestias will."

—from "Bouquet of Fragments,"
out of A Garden of Fragrant Heresies

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