His arm entered the round window of the white haze of her vision, his wrist spouting blood in currents, dripping on the stone floor. Not daring, however, to listen to it, he ran on. The scent of cloying pine dust filled the air as floodlights shone eerily through the jungle gym of new wood. He had forgiven everybody. She thought of Sebastian who often returned from the charnel house that the outside world had become. ‘Parbleu,’ came indignantly from the lady.
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