‘You could not tell it,’ said Melusine, ‘unless you were as close as we. ’ She turned, her eyes narrowed. The bleach had ruined it, with yellow-orange streaks invading the frizzy white that cascaded in wavy tendrils coated with greasy hairspray. However, it would only be robbing the hangman of his dues.
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