-i don't build war machines.
the generals encircled our friend, as though laying siege, and prodded him to reconsider.
-sirs, i implore you. release my family. these things you ask of me are beyond my powers. i am a man of science and peace. i will not condone the weaponization of ideas.
loaded glances exchanged, they proceeded to murder him on the sands. our mathematical friend. maybe we need fewer scientists, they mused.
maybe.
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