Melusine giggled, and tucked her hand into his. “It is a night of endings,” she murmured to herself. It should be the happiest day of your life, and I would not detract from its happiness by letting you remember for a moment that there are others to whom your inevitable decision must bring some pain. “You!” said Ann Veronica. She patted John's head with her palm, its surface appealingly fuzzy. She could have traded it for gold nuggets and lived like a queen for a few weeks, but she did not. You would suffer the torments of the damned for what you had done. The Night-Cellar XVIII.
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