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. "I know the hand—ha! my friend! and I have murdered him! And my sister was thus nobly, thus illustriously wedded. But not once in these ten years had they borne blossom or fruit.
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