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“My hair, said Cyrion in a confiding tone, “was once the gold of buttercups. The ghastly distresses of my life turned it white when I was a boy of seventeen. A thing not generally known. I hope you will keep the secret.” — Tanith Lee
My hair, said Cyrion in a confiding tone, “was once the gold of buttercups. The ghastly distresses of my life turned it white when I was a boy of seventeen. A thing not generally known. I hope you will keep the secret.