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” “I was turned shortly after the Pestilence, the plague that they call the Black Death. Fritz sang for her sometimes, for Fritz could sing even before he was able to form words. Holding down the light, he perceived that the wounded man had risen to the surface, and was trying to clamber up the slippery sides of the well. . For hours he seemed to have pleasant dreams of open skies and airplanes, but then the dreams would disintegrate into fleshy charnel house nightmares where he could hear her calling to him through a fog. “I love you.
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