“Unruoching was weeping now. Fat, garish tears, mucus running silvery paths from his nose and into his mouth. It was pathetic to watch a grown man weep in the manner of a child, but Agnes could not wring from herself even a drop of pity. Her heart was cold.”
I too, do not pity a crying manchild that cannot handle the consequences of his own actions✨
— Mar 31, 2026 07:22AM
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