She was lovely and quiet, and a strange part of me wanted to slide myself against her, find a way into her apparent peace and claim it for myself. "I don't know," I said. "I feel as if I'm dreaming, but I forgot how to dream of beautiful things more than a hundred years ago." Lillian's breath caught, and then she exhaled slowly. "This is real. We will refill your well." I cut my food into tiny bites, resting each one on my tongue as Lillian poured me a cup of chocolate, her motions measured and careful. "You were not in The Seven Veils," I said, watching her as I chewed. One drop added to the
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