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xxiii. dictated
Spike
He came home.
What terrible months we have seen, before even the dog days arrive!
I say we put an end to it, at once. The Castle drinks our joys as greedily as it feeds on our sorrows; we might show it that happiness is what we seek. Happiness beyond bound, which we would gladly offer as payment for our borrowed time, and no more tears.
Summer brings music and merriment to the streets of Rome, gypsies and pilgrims alike dancing together. We can do similarly here.
He came home.
What terrible months we have seen, before even the dog days arrive!
I say we put an end to it, at once. The Castle drinks our joys as greedily as it feeds on our sorrows; we might show it that happiness is what we seek. Happiness beyond bound, which we would gladly offer as payment for our borrowed time, and no more tears.
Summer brings music and merriment to the streets of Rome, gypsies and pilgrims alike dancing together. We can do similarly here.
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You should be more fortunate in such matters than I.
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Maybe you should be a little easier on yourself, when it comes to matters of the heart.
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You know nothing. I never blamed myself for my misfortune. [ Perhaps on her name; Borgia. On her brothers. Her family.
Herself by extension because in the end it is she who loves the very one she shouldn't, not in that way.]Re: Dictated
[She shrugs, and there's an uncomfortable edge to it as she retreats back into herself.] Sorry.
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There is one whom I love. Perhaps you will find your own.
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[She retreated back into her silence.]
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