She thought of the smiles she would gather when she brought forth his first grandson. Then, if you are bad to me, I can more easily blow off your head. A corner could hold the promise of a shelf of dainty crystals, volcanic ices of rainbow colors, or figurines of saints sculpted from horn and bone reenacting their martyrdoms on delicate miniature wooden stages. He was apt to play so many games, she was afraid she might have misunderstood. Sleep did not come easily, but eventually her mind stopped its chattering and she fell into a deep slumber. Sometimes—a lonely forlorn child—she had gone to him and put her arms around his neck.
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