It is quite light yet, and I want to have one more look at that angry red sun. You are NOT going to that ball!” Ann Veronica tried a less genial, more dignified note. The dream flowers and is harvested, and we are left by the wayside, having served our singular purpose in the scheme of progress: as the orange is tossed aside when sucked of its ruddy juice. The air was sweet with the smoky perfume of myrrh, hazy and dense with incense. THAMES DARRELL.
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