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. Cowering in a corner upon a heap of straw sat his unfortunate mother, the complete wreck of what she had been. Have the goodness to affix your name to that memorandum, Sir Rowland. I love.
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