When she came back to herself, Charlotte realized that Peter was still babbling his profuse apologies. It was time to put him out of his misery. ‘R...ally, Peter, it’s all right. It was an honest mistake. You can go, if you like.’ Peter gave her a look mixed with anxiety and relief. ‘If you’re really sure. I’ll at least leave money for your dinner.’ Charlotte considered his offer, then accepted. What could it hurt, taking in to account the shock she had just endured. Peter smiled and put down a. Within thy veins is all the fire of dayand all the stars divinity of fire.Thine are the lips and loins that never tire, and thine the bliss that makes my soul dismay.Upon thy breast what god at midnight lay, to make thy flesh the music of his lyre?Ah! Such alone should know thy loveliness!Ah! Such alone should know thy full caress, O goddess of intolerable delight!I beg of Fate the guerdon and the grace, far beyond death, to know in thine embraceeternal rapture in eternal night."Flame" from. He had spent centuries hunting her down and her ability to blend was so natural that he had actually met her twice and not known what she was. It never occurred to him that he was responsible for creating the unlikely series of catastrophic events that led to her death. If mental ‘institutions’ were anything like those he had created when he was ‘Tomas’ rather than ‘Tommy’, then placing this Blacker fellow in one for killing what could be his last hope for immortality was right and proper. Nobody I trust. But you. If you were in California this afternoon you might just get lucky.(Maq says: I'd never considered it might really happen until the moment I read that. After all, she was Jill Lane. The real Jill Lane. Impossible.)(Jill says: If he'd been there, I'd of done him.)(Maq edit: On with the email)Maq, reading your letter I get the feeling that you are still a little uncomfortable with writing this stuff to me. What more do I have to do? I just told you that the thought of your.