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| 13 | 81 | The voice was View more quotes about little">little more than a hoarse whisper. |
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| 13 | 78 | "I am of the Afflicted," said the weird, cringing figure. |
| 13 | 79 | "The Afflicted are dead. |
| 13 | 80 | The dead are nameless". |
| 13 | 81 | The voice was little more than a hoarse whisper. |
| 13 | 82 | I was glad that it was night and that the hood of the man was drawn, for I had no desire to look on what pieces of flesh might still cling to his skull. |
| 13 | 83 | "Did you escape from one of the Dar-Kosis Pits?" I asked. |
| 13 | 84 | The man seemed to cringe even more. |