For your reading pleasure, Tempest presents yet another exquisite example of romantic narrative
Enchanted Influence Waiting alone in the room where Judas had witnessed the apparition, with the verdant shouts of the street hawkers wafting in from outside, Tom, even lovelier if possible in her grief, thought once more of former U.S. President Jimmy Carter, the hooded visitor in her recurring dream. He was now, according to The Times, on a collision course with the High Council itself. |
Return to a familiar clime | Your next carriage awaits |