And Mephisto silently disappeared the fragments of the glass and replaced it with a new one, set on the table where the other once was set. "Ariel," he murmured, his tone low, gentle, and warning. "I won't make you listen to the next one. I can't bear to. I'll leave if you must hear it, but..." He shook his head and finished off his own brandy, setting the glass aside.
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