"Right," she said. It was just a book. Or maybe it was a poem. She didn't know, she'd never read it. But she remembered it from college. But then again, she was trusting her life and what remained of her sanity to a man from hundreds of years ago. Maybe it wasn't that strange or improbable.
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"Right," she said. It was just a book. Or maybe it was a poem. She didn't know, she'd never read it. But she remembered it from college. But then again, she was trusting her life and what remained of her sanity to a man from hundreds of years ago. Maybe it wasn't that strange or improbable.