It does not hurt, any more than sleep. She yawned deeply. Karl held the doppelgänger still and turned it to face him. Parkland Hall at David's insistence, but long before dawn she set out again for the manor.
file:///K|/eMule/Incoming/Freda%20Warrington%20-%20A%20Taste%20of%20Blood%20Wine. html (189 of 711)28-12-2006 21:38:58 A Taste morning, remorse was already threading icy tendrils through her. A tall slender man, dark hair strewn with ruby points of rain, eyes not blank but full of life and intelligence under the dark brows. She walked slowly towards the window, turning like a dancer as she went.
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