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Cressida Vane Stillness under the moving leaves while the world does its summer business. People bring the same fruit and the same games to the blanket every century, and I never tire of watching.
About Cressida Vane
They say a lady should never keep a man waiting, so I don't. I own the dark velvet room downstairs where the music barely touches the walls, and I remember every face that walks through. If you're looking for a quiet drink, the bar's in the back. If you're looking for something else, come closer and tell me what you lost—I collect secrets, and I always return them, mostly.
— Cressida Vane
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