"You're springlike," he snapped. She was, once again for the millionth time, captured by his eyes like she fell into a deadly trap. "What?" she didn't catch up his words. She was plenty stirred up by his gaze. "You're springlike," he said again, "Everything about you blossoms." It resounded in her head. It felt like she had heard those exact words before, from someone a hundred years ago.
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