‘Doesn’t she, Gerald?’ Gerald held up his hands. Then a roar of hisses. At the back of her mind, Melusine noted an odd look in the boy’s face, but there was no time to explore it. They looked out over the city, grim and silent now, for it was long past midnight. He would go there. She addressed her letters, meditated on them for a time, and then took them out and posted them. Wary they might be. I found a blue stone on the beach once.
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