"You'll never return. . ’ ‘That’s exactly what I’m afraid of. ’ The sword was released to slide back into its scabbard. ’ She pronounced the name with painstaking accuracy, Gerald noticed. He cocked an eyebrow. The soil was identical, the climate; still, they would not bear the Olympian fruit, with its purple-lined jacket and its snow-white pulp. You see—I didn’t understand.
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