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“In vetrisian court customs, one does not embrace. Unless one is family. I run, unthinkingly--scrabbling over the pile, bricks and wood flying, my arms reaching for her through the swirling dust. And she catches me, hands and all. Scarred neck and all. Smile and all.” — Sara Wolf
In vetrisian court customs, one does not embrace. Unless one is family.
I run, unthinkingly--scrabbling over the pile, bricks and wood flying, my arms reaching for her through the swirling dust.
And she catches me, hands and all.
Scarred neck and all.
Smile and all.