“A marathon. That's what you call a run like this. I heard a story about it." "Can you tell it to me?" "You don't want to hear it." "I do." "It was at the end of the world. A message had to be delievered. Someone ran to deliever it. Twenty-six miles. Like us. He made it. Gave the message." "And then they rewarded him? Did an air ship come down and save him?" "No, he delivered his message. Then he died." I start to laugh, which isn't good for saving breath, and Indie laughs, too. "I told you that you wouldn't want to hear it.”
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