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being the spiders
[...] As she came to a halt, I glanced quickly at her face—…
hung stupidly in the air
“No, it was quite interesting really. You can see all the t…
for your own sake
“I didn’t know what to say. In the end, she actually asked.…
the languid way the afternoon would fold into evening
It’s funny now recalling the way it was at the beginning, b…
even in early summer, it felt like autumn light
Maybe it was to do with that room, the way the sun came in …
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[...] Madame _was_ afraid of us. But she was afraid of us i…