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It tore her apart. The sky beyond was a surreal color of pink that reminded her of the windows she had once been entranced by at the castle chapel, their leaden lines depicting old religious stories and sufferings. Ruth crossed over to the dramatist of this tragicomedy and put a hand on his shoulder. ” “Fine. Her back stiffened.
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