[ There is a Portuguese word, "saudade," that has no direct translation into English. Roughly paraphrased, it means intense longing and nostalgia for someone (or something) that is absent or lost. Break had been indulging in this, remembering the lost pleasure of reading, of looking at pictures, of appreciating the vibrancy of color — or the beauty of a face. How many hours had he spent in the Rainsworth library, reading stories to little Lady Sharon (Sometimes he had to improvise, however, when the stories took a turn that were not suitable for young ladies. The Rainsworth library had its own store of horrors...).
Of course, he can't admit to any of this, so he simply smiles brightly and exclaims: ]
Hahaha! I was just taking a rest. There's so much to experience in this place, don't you think?
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Of course, he can't admit to any of this, so he simply smiles brightly and exclaims: ]
Hahaha! I was just taking a rest. There's so much to experience in this place, don't you think?