A few seasons went by where he initiated her into the disgusting rituals of killing and eating human beings, a dark time where she pined for a rescuer who never arrived. ” “It is very hard to explain,” he answered. There were no doors in the bungalow; instead, there were curtains of strung bead and bamboo, always tinkling mysteriously. Ruth's mind was fertile soil; for a long time to come it would be something of a hothouse: green things would spring up and blossom overnight.
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