The honey on his tongue turned to ashes. There are no funerals among the poor, only burials. Even on cool days the gardens were colorful and bright, with orange trees emanating sweetness and bumblebees drunkenly weaving from flower to flower. It would be the culmination of her plan. ’ Gerald raised his brows.
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