In a moment, the tremor had subsided, Perrnodt's eyes had returned to normal. Thatmischievous smile had reappeared. Somewhere inside Terrettt's skewed brain, she knew, he was grateful for each visit, even though herarely expressed it. You're not joking.
As the childshimmered again, his outline wavering, she wondered whether this was how Gyrgon passed throughchildhood. The sand sank into the basin. She uttered alittle moan. The curator smiled.
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