’ A multitude of changes flitted across Melusine’s features as she stood there for a space, unusually silent. She dragged the broken bottle across her carotid artery, creating an inch-deep gash upon her throat. Tonight Lucy doled out outré physiological theories of boys and their overactive hormones. She cried out with the pain of it. She loved the market, the horses trotting about, the bishops forced to be on the same road with old washer-women, the fools begging for a Florin or a ducat. “I wonder what you could do?” he said.
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