Sebastian dug through the viscous layers of foul-smelling clay with a shovel, each successive insertion creating an obscene sucking noise that ate at her sanity. I've my own reasons for disliking this job. He was really very bright and clever, with a sort of conversational boldness that was just within the limits of permissible daring. He laid down the knife, and fixed a searching and distrustful gaze upon the writer, who continued his task, unconscious of anything having happened. In the middle there was a gate. I am up to the ears in it all— every moment I can spare. Because of the Dance. You don’t deserve it, but he does.
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