She dropped the locket into its sweet hiding place. The doleful procession at once assumed a festive character. I will pray for you. 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. “You are very good,” she said. ‘Typical. She shivered, more due to his presence than the changing weather. So there is no escape.
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