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<p>When she didn&rsquo;t continue, Lily stamped her foot, growling, &ldquo;And? You can&rsquo;t just leave that hanging there! I don&rsquo;t fucking get you Odists, you&rsquo;re always–&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;Lily!&rdquo; Tule and Cress said as one.</p>
<p>She made a show of regaining her composure, movements overly liquid as she straightened up and brushed a lock of hair out of her face. &ldquo;Sorry.&rdquo;</p>
<p>An awkward silence lingered, overstaying its welcome. Eventually, Dry Grass&rsquo;s shoulders slumped. &ldquo;You do not need to apologize. The messages will only affirm your feelings about my clade. The eighth stanza continues to manage the flow of information in–&rdquo; She cut herself off and dug her hands into her pockets, an oddly bashful gesture. &ldquo;I should not be telling you this, understand. I am not even supposed to be in contact with them, Hammered Silver would have my head if she knew, but An Answer has been in contact. Please do not share any of this.&rdquo; </p>
<p>An awkward silence lingered, overstaying its welcome. Eventually, Dry Grass&rsquo;s shoulders slumped. &ldquo;You do not need to apologize. The messages will only affirm your feelings about my clade. The eighth stanza continues to manage the flow of information in–&rdquo; She cut herself off and dug her hands into her pockets, an oddly bashful gesture. &ldquo;I should not be telling you this, understand. I am not even supposed to be in contact with them, Hammered Silver would have my head if she knew, but Need An Answer has been in contact. Please do not share any of this.&rdquo; </p>
<p>&ldquo;&lsquo;Eighth stanza?&rsquo;,&rdquo; Hanne asked.</p>
<p>&ldquo;Yes. One hundred of us, each named after a line in a poem broken into ten stanzas,&rdquo; she said. &ldquo;The eighth is–&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;True Name,&rdquo; Lily said through gritted teeth.</p>
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<p>&ldquo;Really, really weird,&rdquo; Sedge muttered.</p>
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