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“Aesop was alone,” River said. “Father was an Alliance general, loyal to the powers that be. Considered it a privilege to sacrifice a son to the glorious cause.” She shuddered, imagining the horror of having no one to call on for help in the hell that had been the Academy, no hope of rescue from any source. “Not like me. I had Simon to get me out, and later, Mal to keep me out. Made all the difference.”
-- Holiday Blues--Part XVI--Mother's Day by slumming
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