The infant’s body, now missing its pulverized head, was still twitching among the blood-soaked ruins of corpses. His own peculiar genius—a miracle key to the hidden things in men's souls—had given him this immediate and astonishing illumination. “Dear friend,” she said, “do not magnify me into a physiological problem. After a long fifteen seconds, she pulled her head back into the seat, looking at his face from the close angle, his nose huge and out of perspective, his eyes like round blue pearls.
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