Lucy cringed, her eyes widening. “My dear Vee!” Her voice became very low. You're easy to please. Awful shapes seemed to flit by, borne on the wings of the tempest, animating and directing its fury. Then she stepped back into the empty room and stood for a moment looking down upon the scattered fragments of her last canvas. I hate what I have to do to survive. "I don't see how I can improve it.
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