For your reading pleasure, Tempest presents yet another exquisite example of romantic narrative
The Byzantine Stranger No; the terrified Otto was not pleased. Not at all! Neither the fragrance of a new spring nor the quiet chapel where they had first met impressed her, and it was all because he wasnt there. Intellectually, she realized that the Parisian Pirate, Mitzi, the savage one person left who could help her, had a full life in which he was prospecting for silver in the Andes, and he could not be expected to hold any consideration for the pleasure of one quite immortal girl. Intellectually, she knew this. And yet
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