Her mother was a goddess to her all through her youth, the mysterious ruler of all things beautiful and wonderful and lunar, her eyes that glinted spectral blue, as if she had the knowledge and the magic to raise the very dead. "No, Rollo; not this afternoon. ‘See that writing table? Go and look in the drawer there.
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