Hanging on the wall was a temple censer, bronze, moulded in the shape of a lotus blossom with stem and leaves—deadly as a club. . She nodded. The scent of cloying pine dust filled the air as floodlights shone eerily through the jungle gym of new wood. 168 < 20 > HISTORY OF AN ABDUCTION She had not seen him for hundreds of years. She clenched her hands together and leaned forward in her chair, gazing steadily into the fire.
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