35.

“Let’s throw our change into the fountain; it’s never failed me before. Look at it — long as a fallen man, porcelain skin, four curled, clawed feet digging the earth: beautiful. Though just think how more beautiful if the water could run. No, no, dear one, that’s my heart talking — you wish for whatever you want.”

grh

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