’ ‘But she must have known I’d longed to hear of you. He wore a threecornered hat, a sandy-coloured scratch wig, and had a thick woollen wrapper folded round his throat. I suppose it depends on her own state of mind. Members of the crowd looked over their shoulders and stared at her through the smoky haze. Once a thriving town before the Pestilence, most of the buildings and the piers had been destroyed or burned. It was her foster brother Mike, on his way to the bathroom.
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