“Sissy” Ned said. “Please don’t call me that. I am not a Sissy.”
“I believe your right. And you are not a Cilla either. Perhaps Ceelee?”
“No.”
“Leelee?”
“Certainly not. Not.”
“No,” he said. “Not Leelee but a lily. Pale and delicate and sometimes poisonous. As William Blake said, ‘the Lily white shall in love delight, nor a thorn nor a threat stain het beauty bright.’”
— Oct 25, 2025 05:04PM
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