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Not to be too dramatic about it, that night I slept the sleep of the damned. I dreamt of turrets and craggy ledges where the windswept rain blew in from the ocean with the odor of violets.

不要太夸张，那天晚上我睡得很沉。我梦见了炮塔和崎岖不平的岩石，那里被风吹来的雨水带着紫罗兰的气味从海里吹进来。

— Alan Bradley 艾伦·布拉德利