The voice was gentle, like a scalpel petting the short hairs of your throat.


Chapter 5 (p. 51) - A Fire Upon the Deep (1992)


The voice was gentle, like a scalpel petting the short hairs of your throat.

The voice was gentle, like a scalpel petting the short hairs of your throat.

The voice was gentle, like a scalpel petting the short hairs of your throat.

The voice was gentle, like a scalpel petting the short hairs of your throat.