“If you can make rooms built of memories, surely you could open them all with the same door. I don’t understand why you would bother with all these stairs.” “You have no sense of romance, do you?” Sybilla replied, somewhat sadly. “There’s no point in building a giant, mysterious tower in the middle of the woods if you’re going to ruin it by being sensible about interior design features. Of course I could have just one door, but that’s not what I want. I want hundreds.”
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