Rawls: A Theory of Justice
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Now, all that was left of mighty Rawls was a twisted, withered husk.
I needed to understand whatever memories lingered within the creature’s rotting mass.
Only by making contact with the gargantuan tendrils connected directly to his cortex could I learn his secrets.
Yet his countless minions, which seemed to be feeding from his dead husk, would prove somewhat… problematic.