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"it is. but so long as i breathe, diaspora vill live, and exists in his children also." difficult to kill a concept when it had been enshrined by blood. "a kill-brother, vell," he paused, musing. "vhen ve first met, we did not speak. we hunted together in silence, killed together, ate together. after that, ve shared names, and after that, ve formed diaspora. he vas not the son of my mother, but he vas my brother in blood ve shed as one."