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starting line:
"I'm sorry, Chosen One," he continued, the words dropping like pebbles into a goldfish pond. "Did I startle you?"
ending line:
But she couldn't think of anyone, and eventually she fell asleep again.
darling:
Walking into the maze was like walking into a florist's shop: the scent of roses, moonflowers, night-blooming cereus and others she had no name for enveloped her. She let the fragrances wrap around her as she wandered through the hedges, running her fingers along the vines.
end: 19340
starting line:
"I'm sorry, Chosen One," he continued, the words dropping like pebbles into a goldfish pond. "Did I startle you?"
ending line:
But she couldn't think of anyone, and eventually she fell asleep again.
darling:
Walking into the maze was like walking into a florist's shop: the scent of roses, moonflowers, night-blooming cereus and others she had no name for enveloped her. She let the fragrances wrap around her as she wandered through the hedges, running her fingers along the vines.
