The sound of her flying feet brought Gerald leaping for the door. Art was everywhere, underfoot in the form of mosaics, overhead in the form of architecture. “Thank you. I'd go for it. There she would wander about in the kindly darkness. Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples, for I am sick of love.
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