Something about this place gives my dreams extraordinary vividness...
For the first time since her passing, I dreamed of Margery last night. She was ancient and needed help down a winding staircase--so much so that I practically carried her. It would have been easier for our combined ungainliness nearly caused us to tumble more than once teetering on the brink. Whe we reached the bottom I set her gently down on a stone floor but she was folded like a heap.
Her sigh that closed the dream are imprinted on my mind: "Oh the burning..."
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