Jack paused for a moment, and found that his own adventures formed the subject of the ballad. She thought of Sebastian who often returned from the charnel house that the outside world had become. She heard his voice screaming her name into the twilight as she fled, his cries trailing like banners, weaving through the breeze that had begun to gently stir the dew on the ground. Mrs.
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