Labels:text | screenshot | font OCR: 22 annoyed by the interruption. "Think of digitalis or insulin. They're both perfectly safe if administered in precise quantities. We, are using a specially coated type of ferrite. Of course, there are still tests to run," he gesticulated. "Though I've every confidence that we have the basis of a major new tool. Effectively, the Fey are no longer immune to our chemicals." Some people's dreams were hazy monochrome. Johnny Halcombe always dreamed in colour; bright and violent shades of crimson, mottled forest greens, and a white so bright it was almost painful to look upon. He was back, on Illaunmore Island, in the centre of Lough Derg, scanning the miles of water through the sight of his night-scope. The Provos were on their way, but, never did arrive. Twisting in his sleep Johnny tried to ...
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