Solitude was my only consolation - deep, dark, deathlike solitude.
I felt emotions of gentleness and pleasure, that had long appeared dead, revive within me. Half surprised by the novelty of these sensations, I allowed myself to be borne away by them, and forgetting my solitude and deformity, dared to be happy.
Solitude becomes a sort of tangible enemy, the more dangerous, because it dwells within the citadel itself.
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