272 < 34 > EPILOGUE She paced the Manhattan neighborhood, her backpack swinging, marveling at the austere buildings gleaming silver in their starkness. “This is all madness,” she declared wearily. ” She replied weakly. Black blood and white bone flew into the corners of the crypt, slathering the dead faces of the corpses left piled in the corner. Don’t say the wretch was also following Valade. ’ For the moment I thought it was a telegram from Gwen.
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