The young man's imagination suddenly pictured the man as a rock, loosed from its ancient bed, crumbling as it fell. The lips were straight and pale, the chin aggressive, the nose indomitable. He has been a father to me and my child. Further on, there were impressions of bloody footsteps along the floor.
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