"Your faults were the faults of circumstances. She let go of him and stood up, straightening herself. Herculis was surrounded by an archipelago, which local chroniclers had claimed was teeming with mermaids. The sun was rising, illuminating the trees in black as if they were drawn in ink. You won't mind if I empty this gin?" "No.
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