Kneebone's 346 XIV. “We should get out of here. ’ ‘I don’t know,’ confessed Gerald. I’m a soldier, you see. The taste of his sweat was intoxicating, like sweet brandy, like blood. Melusine shrieked an imprecation, and ran the length of the aisle, searching for the weapon she had thrown.
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