" "Why, what'll you do?" demanded the turnkey. ” She paused. ” Lucy commented as the mud was smoothed around the grave site. “Your great success has been my joy, our joy as well as yours. 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. The moisture from the sea was constant, and she spent countless hours staring at the sea from the west tower, the rise and fall of waves.
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