"Shut UP!" Luka broke through the circle of fighting. "Get a hold of yourselves, all of you! Or you will be going home to HQ empty handed, understand?" They nodded. Suddenly, Connor gasped. "Where's Kenya?"
Beliefs are Bandaged, like the Tongue/ When Terror were it told/ In any Tone commensurate/ Would strike us instant Dead....I do not know the man so bold/ He dare in lonely Place/ That awful stranger Consciousness/ Deliberately face-. ..Emily Dickinson