For your reading pleasure, Tempest presents yet another exquisite example of romantic narrative
Verdant Heart, Sleazy Trouble
Waiting alone in the humble comfort of old Rebeccas hovel, with the tenebrous smell of new-cut grass wafting in from outside, Howard she who had always seemed so cold! thought once more of the Parisian Pirate, Paul, the mysterious stranger with the large dog. He was now, according to father, marooned by his own crew on the Isle of Retribution.
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