Sensitive, aren’t they?” She chuckled. I somehow understood. Several men and women were piled there like wood, dead, horribly gored. ’ A multitude of changes flitted across Melusine’s features as she stood there for a space, unusually silent. A great bowl of scarlet carnations gleamed from a dark corner, set against the background of a deep brown wall. It's almost incredible. She slipped out the window, jumping to the ground from the second story with very little sound.
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