He came close enough for Karl to feel the soft, resentful breath on his cheek. Charlotte smiled. I am not one of your flock. Karl came to save me and it disappeared.
It might have been prudent to deny it. Charlotte blotted her eyes and nose. And then the blood. What do you mean? Don't you know? Karl looked up into the vault, let his gaze trail downwards over the stone walls, the landing, the dust-thick stairs.
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