| - The Human heart is Her Art. My God, that sounds wonderful, David thinks to himself. He only smiles at her in pure admiration - how Rio had managed, in one short sentence, to put all of his querilous work to the music of her voice. Guessing correctly that David wanted more, Rio continued: - Somehow, they found a way to let us honour their work and ours at the same time. It is as though all this... Rio sweeps one arm gracefully about the lush architecture of Pacifica's crowning joy, the BioDome. She moves her arm as though a dancer in a dance - a dancer And a dance sitting, both, before him now, enthralled and grateful because he has not truly relaxed, he realizes, in quite some time. |
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