For your reading pleasure, Tempest presents yet another exquisite example of romantic narrative
Underneath the Uncivilized Darkness
Waiting alone in the full knowledge that her fate was now sealed, with the incarnadine shouts of the street hawkers wafting in from outside, the wholly heartbroken Lexington thought once more of tall Trader Michael, the brilliant scholar who had wanted to make her his lifes work. He was now, according to persistent rumours, the hapless captive of mind-devouring space aliens.
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