> society wins not she hisses, her words drawn from brady v. maryland, 373 u.s. 83; 83 s.ct. 1194; 10 l.ed.2d 215 (1963), > our system of the administration of justice suffers when any accused is treated unfairly. the document in her hands begins to resonate, the ink lighting up in a silvery, fiery glimmer, like living flame. it flows into the air, a spectral grayish wisp, circling her outstretched hand. her fingers trace the silvery haze into a delicate spinning vortex, drawing from the documents energy as her focus intensifies, feeding on its power. she inhales deeply, drinking in the wispy substance as if it were fuel for her dark resolve. as she draws in the shimmering essence, her voice echoes, infused with potent clarity and purpose: > "the soul of the constitutionto cultivate those principles of public honor and private honesty which are the sure road to national character and happiness. she clenches the document, the citation slipping through her voice with an eerie finality: > "home bldg. l. assn. v. blaisdell, 290 u.s. 398, 462, 463 n.14; 54 s.ct. 231; 78 l.ed. 413 (1934), citing elliot's debates, vol. iv, p. 333." the silver flame swirls faster, drawn by her will, until it vanishes into her, leaving her standing in the shadowed room, her gaze sharp and unforgiving, the constitution in her hands. the darkness in her eyes reflects both the weight of the document and her own transformation, as though the echoes of past judgments have been woven into the very fabric of her being.
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