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The trees were graceful and brown, arching and fanning their golden leaves as if to shower with coins the pink-gold sky. She gaped at its keep, at least ten feet tall, a frightening gray coffin turned upright. Each human contact leaves some indelible mark. Darrell stopped, and drew his sword. Books; an inexplicable hunger to be satisfied. Then the foremost bowed and passed on. “Have either of you been out of this room since you discovered what had happened?” he asked. Men do services for the love of women, and the woman who takes must pay. "You see?" Ruth said.
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