"I left it with a warmer,” he said drily. Because war mages ate their fried chicken frozen to the ground and they liked it."

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I always thought fainting showed an inherent weakness of character, but I understood it now. It was an act of self-preservation. Confronted by emotion too extreme to handle, the body shuts down to keep from running around like a chicken with its head cut off, potentially injuring itself.

— Karen Marie Moning