The young girl turned upon Wolf her steady,, unprovocative, indulgent gaze. "Perhaps," she said quietly, after a moment in which Wolf felt as though his mind had encountered her mind like two bodiless shadows in a flowing river - "perhaps in this case it will be different. Would you marry her if it were different?" These words were added in a tone that had the sort of faint aqueous mischief in it, such as a water-nymph might have indulged in, contemplating the rather heavy earth-loves of a pair of mortals.
Sunday, January 11, 2009
Wolf Solent - pg. 111
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