The Golden Mirror
The wind that takes the shallow roofs of Andalusia does not care for the dignity of the Imperial Court, nor for the grain bought on credit by the estates that feed it, nor for the swallows nesting under the eaves of the pleasure quarter where curfew is enforced by silence and bronze. It is a physical fact, a force that strips the paint from the walls and the patience from the clerks, and it is...
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