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Her head had been shaved, and around it was swathed a piece of rag, in which a few straws were stuck. Will you find your destiny, I wonder, or will you go through life like so many others—a wanderer, knocking ever at empty doors, homeless to the last? Oh, if one could but find the way to your heart. 97 “For what, kiddo?” Larry turned his head slightly to one side. Wood. ’ ‘I swear to you, it is the exact truth,’ he protested. Vampires are very lonely creatures, John. I can’t stand it. When she awoke from a pleasant dream an hour later, she was shocked to find herself restrained in a bed that was not hers and not the inn’s. ‘I know,’ said Prudence Sindlesham, sympathy in her tone.
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