golems

That__ why we all hate __m, he thought. Those expressionless eyes watch us, those big faces turn to follow us, and doesn__ it just look as if they__e making notes and taking names? If you heard that one had bashed in someone__ head over in Quirm or somewhere, wouldn__ you just love to believe it? A voice inside, a voice which generally came to him only in the quiet hours of the night or, in the old days, half-way down a whiskey bottle, added: Given how we use them, maybe we__e scared because we know we deserve it_