“You kill me, brother,” Ilaria said, going ahead with the swoon anyway. “I shall die of heat and suffocation.”
“Go ahead. Usually it’s consumption, lovesickness, or utter boredom that are going to kill you. Heat and suffocation should be amusing. Are you going to sing a twenty-minute aria now as you die?”
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— Apr 22, 2026 12:14AM
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