"AT EVENING, AT THE HOUR WHEN WE SAY GOODNIGHT, HE KISSED ME. I KNOW NOT WHETHER REALLY OR IN A DREAM..."
They traveled lightheartedly, far into the lonely Greek mountains; Charlotte Clarke. the mysterious painter George Eaton and his invalid wife. But soon there was a strange feeling in the air --- a sense of something lost that doomed them all...
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