“Okay. ‘That is true,’ Melusine conceded. Things hung for a moment in an awkward silence. Lovecraft and Edgar Allan Poe. She produced a handkerchief, and with one sweep of this and a simultaneous gulp had abolished her fit of weeping. She thought she had hidden well from him. “And I have dragged you all over here for nothing,” she murmured. We have only those phantoms called memories, which are the husks of dreams.
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