The preparations to meet him were immense, roses were planted everywhere, white and drooping with honeyed fragrance. I cannot work, I cannot teach. Somewhere you may stumble upon a clew to his identity. For hours he seemed to have pleasant dreams of open skies and airplanes, but then the dreams would disintegrate into fleshy charnel house nightmares where he could hear her calling to him through a fog. For my blood you made it very hot indeed.
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