This salute of his—actually the first she could remember—while it did not disturb her, began to lead her thoughts into new channels of speculation. She would flee to the wild fastnesses, the places where there were no overarching systems of any use, where she could blend with the unstable populace and kill in relative peace. “I will make of the days and weeks one long morning, but remember the afternoon must come.
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