Melusine, on the occasion of being intruded upon while bathing
it was never my intention to play a bathing Bluebeard, and there is no convenient sealskin for stealing. still, the revelation? always amusing. what could reasonably be expected, in the arms of fairy tale? is the forest not dark and twining? is the water not weighted with treachery? does the female exist that isn’t warning, isn’t mystery, isn’t monster? our bargain was to love – not to look.
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