“For Heaven’s sake, no,” she answered quickly. ” He too rose. Instead, God had sent her Sebastianus, a man who had sold his soul to the Devil to gain eternal life, or perhaps he was even the Devil himself. Everything was fresh and bright, from the kindly manners of the Frutigen cobbler, who hammered mountain nails into her boots, to the unfamiliar wild flowers that spangled the wayside. He tore it down just as the Wastrel rose, wavering slightly. .
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