" "And I'm glad your worship's recognition doesn't come too late," observed the Master. He screamed in pain, doubling over with a howl as she stumbled out of the bed. “I”—he seemed to have a difficulty with the word—“I love you. 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. No hair to fall awry, no powder to displace, no ruffles to crush; men are lucky.
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