TM Challenge 202
You stupid fool. It's not a game. Do you understand me? It's not a game.
We come out of it half-broken, twisted, and if we're lucky we get a halfway chance and something to hold on to or be proud of, we do something right. We find someone who'll overlook our faults or grant us peace, and that's a hell of a chance. This--my brothers are all sick with it, woven in a bad pattern, all in their own ways--even bright Gareth, even brave Gawain, and don't you think for a moment that's not so.
We can't play it over. We can't bend the rules if we're in a charitable frame of mind.
It's a war, understand?
If we're lucky, we die early, and don't get taken prisoner or left for mercy where, swear to God, no mercy exists. My mother can tell you this: the prisoners are tortured.
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We come out of it half-broken, twisted, and if we're lucky we get a halfway chance and something to hold on to or be proud of, we do something right. We find someone who'll overlook our faults or grant us peace, and that's a hell of a chance. This--my brothers are all sick with it, woven in a bad pattern, all in their own ways--even bright Gareth, even brave Gawain, and don't you think for a moment that's not so.
We can't play it over. We can't bend the rules if we're in a charitable frame of mind.
It's a war, understand?
If we're lucky, we die early, and don't get taken prisoner or left for mercy where, swear to God, no mercy exists. My mother can tell you this: the prisoners are tortured.
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