” “Thanks to me,” he repeated, puzzled. Mirrors. The curtain before one mystery was torn aside, and she saw in reality what lay behind the impulse that had led her into the young man's room. It was shameful, but again, her mother had prepared her for it. The sun was all but gone now, the horizon a deep shade of purple. "I am, Charcoal. . And what a noise they made! This is how I used to call them.
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