proofreading & interior layout by Teddi Stransky Front cover photograph by Michael Trevillion And Karl caressed every curve of her with rapt amazement, as if she were a goddess. And then there was only the rush of the rain curving through the silence… and she would have given her soul for those few moments to last forever. Then she seemed to be rising above the fear, a quiet inner voice reminding her that there was no need to feel helpless any more.
Karl felt a grim thrill of reluctance and cruelty mixed; he subdued it, keeping his face calm, his eyes innocent. It can be beautiful, yes, but also excruciatingly lonely. Although her hair was no longer scarlet but dark and cut short, Charlotte recognised Ilona. And I shall have to take you with me, to prevent your valiant brother from following me.
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