Chapter ?: Angelique in the Highlands

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            It took a moment before Angelique realized the wagon had stopped. The Brinish highway was a marvel of ancient engineering. Its composition a mixture of granite, ash, and sand-concrete-not the individual stone cobbles of other inferior roads. But she still sat on a box within a covered wagon pulled by oxen. The constant jerk-and-roll

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[lurkerwithout]

What do the powerless gain by worrying about their powerlessness?

This sentence just doesn't scan well to me. Just seems awkward. The rest works well...

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I had forgotten I had written that line. I wrote this chapter in two different settings. The latter half has a much different attitude than the former half. The split comes with the second time Bear says "God is good" (a phrase that I'm going to retrofit into the rest of the story as a standard Brinish salutation.