“I ate their mother first. You don’t know. A black silk furbelowed scarf covered her shoulders; and over the kincob gown hung a yellow satin apron, trimmed with white Persian. " Mechanically raising the potion to her lips, the poor creature swallowed it without hesitation. He tore it down just as the Wastrel rose, wavering slightly.
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