patrocles: The voice you hear in your head I imagine I know who it sounds like, as I know Eleanor wa
patrocles:The voice you hear in your head I imagine I know who it sounds like, as I know Eleanor wanted those things. But I hear other voices. A chorus of voices. Multitudes. They reach back centuries. Men and women and children who’d lost their lives to men like you. Men and women and children forced to wear your chains. I must answer to them. And this war, their war, Flint’s war, my war, it will not be bargained away to avoid a fight, to save John Silver’s life or his men’s or mineBLACK SAILS XXXVI -- source link
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