He hadn't followed this angle of thought in ten years: what he might have been, with a little shrewd selfishness. Her mother was a goddess to her all through her youth, the mysterious ruler of all things beautiful and wonderful and lunar, her eyes that glinted spectral blue, as if she had the knowledge and the magic to raise the very dead. ‘I do not know him.
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