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Roger Zelazny. Corrida

He felt a fiery pain within his sides as he brought the dark one to earth. He struck at it twice with his fist, then the pain entered his breast and he felt himself grow numb.

“Or are you?” he asked, thick-lipped. “No, you’re not…Where am I?”

His last memory was of something cutting away at his ears.

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