That is my way, my dear. As she went on, the story began to sound more and more like a recitation. ” “I don’t want absolution. It was as if her finite human brain could only store a limit of information, details like hair color and fingernail shape easily jettisoned to make room for the nuances of a grin or the emotion of a shoulder blade. You want industry—you want steadiness. Then light footsteps became audible, descending the staircase with a certain deliberation and a faint rustle of skirts. " There was a pause. She did not care that vampire children are abominations.
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