The Heartwood But Get Caught in the Middle

Sapphique was full if feminine wnergy. To etienne there was no greater power than a woman. And he often felt insignificant next to it. Yet he was also much more in touch with such sides of his own.

And he too had given it up in a sense for love. First it had been love of his granmes who without he felt bereft. Now it was for love of a man who would never fit there.

A dangerous trade the moonwoman asked for. But it would be unfair of him to ask of her own heaviness and not give some of his own.

Very well, den. A komès