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Moreover, there's the matter of donations.
He was eating the dessert.
It wasn't a flavor he liked. Moments ago, he thought he could endure it, but now he realized he couldn't. Not only could he not endure it, but he also found it repulsive.
He put down the dessert, glanced around, and walked toward the outer back garden.
The air was fresh and clear, much more comfortable than inside the hall. He took a deep breath.
Only then did he realize just how stifling it had been.
The back garden was unusually quiet at this moment, with a full moon hanging high in the sky.
He sat on a slightly dim bench, leaning there, staring straight at the bright moon in the sky. They always say the full moon symbolizes reunion. Did the ancients say this just to comfort those separated by distance?
He sat quietly like that, feeling as though he was truly running away from something.
