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Lovers Part
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Clifton dropped altitude and roared over me, so low the acadia shrubs lost their leaves. The plane veered to the left and circled, and sighting me again realigned itself and came straight towards me. Fifty yards away from me it suddenly tilted and crashed. I thought he was alone...Almasy |
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"Her eyes look at me, tired of everything. A terrible weariness..." |
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"I was conscious of the airiness of her weight. I was used to her like this in my arms. She had spun around me in my room like a human reflection of the fan -- her arms out, fingers like starfish." - Almasy |
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"We die containing a richness of lovers and tribes, tastes we have swallowed, bodies we have plunged into and swum up as if rivers of wisdom, characters we have climbed into as if trees, fears we have hidden in as if caves..." - Almasy |