You’re a good friend. One studies Nature in order not to be blindly ruled by her. You must forgive the poet’s license I take. Gosse had to release his clamp on her mouth, for the awkwardness of the position made it impossible to negotiate the little stair. Kneebone's cheeks glowed with rage, and he set down the wine untasted, while Blueskin resumed his song. She remained by the door until the walls of the city swallowed the bobbing lantern. Double-crossing wouldn't do any good.
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