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"it's a stone without hands. It's a headstone, a corner stone, a stone of stumbling, a rock of offense, a living stone, a tried stone."

She dreamed that she was a sundial in a ruined garden, the shadows covering her face so that there were no hours, and now the darkness did surround her, and this was the everlasting night.

She dreamed that she was a sundial in a ruined garden, the shadows covering her face so that there were no hours, and now the darkness did surround her, and this was the everlasting night.