32 The curtains and tapestries had appeared over the windows before Marina had died, growing moldy from the dampness and the oils of lavender, clove, and clary sage soaking them. "Forgive me—oh, forgive me!" "Forgive you—bless you!" she gasped. Her cheeks were aflame.
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