#41398 - I lunged forward to kiss him, holding his hand so that he could not escape. I remember well the day I first saw him; I was seventeen and had already enjoyed several lovers, all of whom my parents had picked. He was busily coiling rope and wore a short kilt and an amulet around his throat: the Eye of Menkeret, he of propitious omens! This was an auspicious sign indeed; my quest may well succeed.
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