The Bloodless Bond
The village of Saint-Cézaire was a place where time seemed to have folded in on itself. In the valley of Provence, the lavender fields stretched toward the horizon, and the air was a permanent, honeyed haze of heat and cicadas. Gabriel had been a philosopher of the soul. He had spent his life writing about "The Architecture of Empathy," arguing that the only true human connection was not found...
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