One more passer-by; and always would she remember his patience and tenderness and disinterestedness. She heard his voice screaming her name into the twilight as she fled, his cries trailing like banners, weaving through the breeze that had begun to gently stir the dew on the ground. He addressed her by that title, and something in the tone disturbed her. His gray eyes were closed, his persimmon-colored lips open and panting. It is the only way. I'm told he's so handsome.
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