ng it  belonged to t times, task of accosting trieving tter falls to me, Est’s to your aid as well.

    I, S t eed? ters intuitively at t exact moment and stare at e tree? I can’t tell you for sure. I’d sent o Est Black ake t route. Mean-in closet and te tree to inspect ts in t. On a  t moment, I pusters open rengt flooded tanding at to-face  e lovely.

    ured and,  urned out to be a comely man. Listen S did tell me,  only o  of a c ter e message.

    ture tead of standing straigall before me in a fasting a man and announcing t o do t, jump from t or climb onto t t bury ure, ime, ing declaring ured by then.

    urned t Black could no longer look into my eyes, as if  ivory- t unable to look at me. If I asked ance, “Is t to your liking?”  simply indicate so e smile or nod, as op of rying to communicate riking beauty t siged curtains or ya ely became enamored of me.

    I’m not being a braggart, I’m explaining tand my story and be better able to share in my grief.

    In tale of  t Black and I  lengtends to make ryside outing h

    , ing party opped to rest. Beure of t beautiful garden, Sricken by love. Many paintings depict t—or “scene” as turists ing of Sion and be as she image of hüsrev.

    ure many times and  copies by eyeing ted. After falling in love  time in place of rayed   for tions beneature imes  indication enougten our names beneat ting w and run off.

    co see ion to ion would be.

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