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Chapter 14
Theripplingrunningyellowflamemadethembothhappy,warmedtheirfacesandtheirsouls.
’Nevermind!’shesaid,takinghishandashesatsilentandremote.’Onedoesone’sbest.’
’Ay!’Hesighed,withatwistofasmile.
Sheslippedovertohim,andintohisarms,ashesattherebeforethefire.
’Forgetthen!’shewhispered.’Forget!’
Heheldherclose,intherunningwarmthofthefire.Theflameitselfwaslikeaforgetting.Andhersoft,warm,ripeweight!Slowlyhisbloodturned,andbegantoebbbackintostrengthandrecklessvigouragain.
’Andperhapsthewomenreallywantedtobethereandloveyouproperly,onlyperhapstheycouldn’t.Perhapsitwasn’talltheirfault,’shesaid.
’Iknowit.DoyouthinkIdon’tknowwhatabroken-backedsnakethat’sbeentroddenonIwasmyself!’
Sheclungtohimsuddenly.Shehadnotwantedtostartallthisagain.Yetsomeperversityhadmadeher.
’Butyou’renotnow,’shesaid.’You’renotthatnow:abroken-backedsnakethat’sbeentroddenon.’
’Idon’tknowwhatIam.There’sblackdaysahead.’
’No!’sheprotested,clingingtohim.’Why?Why?’
’There’sblackdayscomingforusallandforeverybody,’herepeatedwithapropheticgloom.
’No!You’renottosayit!’
Hewassilent.Butshecouldfeeltheblackvoidofdespairinsidehim.Thatwasthedeathofalldesire,thedeathofalllove:thisdespairthatwaslikethedarkcaveinsidethemen,inwhichtheirspiritwaslost.
’Andyoutalksocoldlyaboutsex,’shesaid.
