“I doubted my luck, at least. The fatal shower, from which he and his little charge escaped uninjured, had stricken his assailant and precipitated him into the boiling gulf. 265 The madness crept around her like smoke under a door. The infant’s body, now missing its pulverized head, was still twitching among the blood-soaked ruins of corpses. He was brooding over her, she could sense it, and the shadowy circles around his lovely dark eyes bespoke a terrible ongoing insomnia.
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