He watched her constantly, trapped her in corners and slept with his arms locking her like a human cage. 235 “No, I think she’s out sick with a throat infection. A corner could hold the promise of a shelf of dainty crystals, volcanic ices of rainbow colors, or figurines of saints sculpted from horn and bone reenacting their martyrdoms on delicate miniature wooden stages. ’ Then she came closer and put her hand on his chest so that it rested on the braid that decorated his scarlet coat.
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