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“She seems an unusually clever girl,” said Ramage. I was always told my mother died the day I was born. She wormed her way past Sebastian, glanced at her mother’s blackened face, her obscenely naked body bulging with yellow and black buboes under the arms and in the groin that oozed stinking fluid. Though, to be fair, he did not know of it until after the wedding. “When one is happy—I don’t like to think of them. She addresses you as the Flower of the Lotus, as the Resplendent Moonbeam. But this was long ago.
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