The place was pockmarked with window-like holes everywhere—people were always 138 falling into them and breaking bones--it was for these lookouts why she had chosen it. She looked at me as though I were some unclean thing, as though my soul were weighted with every sin in the calendar. Melusine saw fire in his eyes and a streak of heat rushed through her to match it.
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