Get the pole out of your ass. . ” Obediently, Lucy placed the stone upon the mausoleum. She was beauty, the key of magic, the teacher of spells, the predictor of wars, and the gate of the future. Their eyes met, and his expressed perplexity and curiosity. I’ve made no one happy. ‘Come, Jacques, mon pauvre,’ she uttered, and reached for the lad again, hardly aware of the muted sounds of running feet and much banging and crashing beyond the secret door. Her motherly features creased into anxious wrinkles. ‘And I have a very good mind to kill you.
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