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And now he remembered her that way, her face bathed in restless laser light, features reduced to code: her cheekbones flaring scarlet as Wizard's Castle burned, forehead drenched with azure when Munich fell to the Tank War, mouth touched with hot gold as a gliding cursor struck sparks from the wall of a skyscraper canyon.

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"No," he said, and spun, the star leaving his fingers, flash of silver, to bury itself in the face of the wall screen. The screen awoke, random patterns flickering feebly from side to side, as though it were trying to rid itself of something that caused it pain.

"I don't need you," he said.