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If sins were about to be tallied, Casiopea realized she might be in trouble. At this point she’d probably have to pray about five hundred rosaries. Running away from home, talking to a demon, seeing a man naked…best not to dwell too much on this.
“We are all alone in the world,” he said, and his words were the clouds when they muffle the moon at night, they resembled the earth gone bitter, choking the sprout in its cradle.
Death, she walked next to Death, and Death wore the face of a man.
This might mean that the whores were not as bad as they’d said.
“I’d like to count stars with you. I don’t know where I even got this idea, but it’s there,” he said.
Best ask a slug what it thinks of the architecture of a city.
