Maybe half a year, counting this summer. The whole place had come to life, the magic seeped out of the walls. "You cannot understand me, Madam; and it is well you cannot. The tide'll bring him to us fast enough. Many things were only words, sounds; she could not construct these words and sounds into objects; or, if she did, invariably missed the mark. I cannot go on.
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