“Michelle, I cannot give you my blessing. The air was sweet with the perfume of flowers, and the melody of murmuring insects, the blue sky was cloudless, the heat of the sun was tempered by the heather-scented west wind. Gwen—I saw Gwen the other day, and the paint’s thicker than ever. ” She knelt upon the floor of her cell and clasped her hands, and remained for a long time in silence. This is where my character, Lucia, is coming from.
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