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Dust motes drift lazily through the slants of dim light in the underground shelter, illuminating Paul Verlaine as he sits motionless on his wisteria chair. The faint echo of footsteps breaks the silence. His head turns, dark eyes fixing on the intruder. A single, questioning sound escapes him. "Hm?"