“Cool. You can’t look me in the eyes and say you don’t care for me. Montressor’s guests were. The cultivated indifference, which was part of the armour of his little world fell away from him. " After some further arguments, Jack assented to this proposal. And through it all, like a golden thread on a piece of tapestry, weaving in and out of the patterns, the unspoken longing for love. Behind her stood Caliban, chuckling to himself, and grinning from ear to ear. She was bathed in turbid water that had already been used.
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