She thought of how much she wanted to eat the foods she had once feasted on that now smelled as innocuous as spring flowers. Dieu du ciel, but where was Gerald? On the move again, she found herself standing before one of the mirrors, gazing into her own countenance without seeing it. No matter how swiftly he pursued this riddle, he could not bring it to a halt. I am up to the ears in it all— every moment I can spare.
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