The humming noise disturbed him. It wasn't in his ears but in his body-under his skin, in his bones. It made the long bones of his arms and legs thrum like plucked strings, and itched in his blood, making him want constantly to scratch. Fiona couldn't hear it; he'd asked, to be sure she was safe before letting her help him. He"
( Diana Gabaldon )
[ Drums of Autumn ]
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