Battle in the Swamp
Report from Toemuck Fen, by Aanhhh, mysteriously-named chief swamp-scrubber of Mictlan:
"Oh great one who is not yet among us, this month we were set upon by harpies and satyrs, as we ventured out to prepare the way for the arrival of the infamous menhorses! I regret to report we lost Harold, Fred, and Bill too! At this rate, in just under 13 years, we will have no more units left for either pre-sweeping duty or mushroom hunting! I request immediate reinforcements."
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Whether he submitted the post, or whether he did not, made no difference. The Thought Police would get him just the same. He had committed— would still have committed, even if he had never set pen to paper— the essential crime that contained all others in itself. Thoughtcrime, they called it. Thoughtcrime was not a thing that could be concealed forever.
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