“Having no other choice, Mara looked up and met the stranger’s eyes. He was a small man with a pale face and hazy gray eyes like he’d been staring too long at nothing, and now his unfocused eyes saw everything and nothing. And he was very thin. His limbs were like spider legs, small and delicate, yet she could tell they were strong. He stood very still. That stillness though, was not empty, not inactive, or stagnant, but it was a coiled, spring stillness.

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