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You Screamed.” Will Said. “is That All You Did?” “i Screamed A Great Deal.” Tatiana Sounded Injured.

Other People Have Shrubbery In Their Gardens. You Have A Bottomless Pit.

Tessa Had Begun To Tremble. This Is What She Had Always Wanted Someone To Say. What She Had Always, In The Darkest Corner Of Her Heart, Wanted Will To Say. Will, The Boy Who Loved The Same Books She Did, The Same Poetry She Did, Who Made Her Laugh Even When She Was Furious. And Here He Was Standing In Front Of Her, Telling Her He Loved The Words Of Her Heart, The Shape Of Her Soul. Telling Her Something She Had Never Imagined Anyone Would Ever Tell Her. Telling Her Something She Would Never Be Told Again, Not In This Way. And Not By Him. And It Did Not Matter. "it's Too Late", She Said.

At The Moment, He Is In Shock," Said Magnus. "he Has Believed One Thing For Five Years, And Now He Has Realized That All This Time He Has Been Looking At The World Through A Faulty Mechanism - That All The Things He Sacrificed In The Name Of What He Thought Was Good And Noble Have Been A Waste, And That He Has Only Hurt What He He Loved." "good God," Said Woolsey. "are You Quite Sure You've Helped Him?

Only The Very Weak-minded Refuse To Be Influenced By Literature And Poetry.