There is so little abandon, so little real joyousness. “Is this true, Annabel? Is he dead?” She nodded. The sky beyond was a surreal color of pink that reminded her of the windows she had once been entranced by at the castle chapel, their leaden lines depicting old religious stories and sufferings. It had not tasted good since 1350.
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