Now, abruptly, they were real again, though very distant, and she had come to say farewell to them across one sundering year. ‘What are you going to do now, child?’ Melusine sighed away the last of her distress. What with these converging roofs that shut out all but a hand's breadth of the sky, sunshine was rare at this point.
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