For your reading pleasure, Tempest presents yet another exquisite example of romantic narrative
The Immortal Love Beside the Star
Waiting alone in the midst of her uncles grotesque curios, with the intensely expressive fragrance of a new spring wafting in from outside, the terrified Tom thought once more of the fearless Genevieve, the hooded visitor in her recurring dream. He was now, according to the letter on the bureau, prospecting for silver in the Andes.
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