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SON OF THE SUN it was a little different. It was more potent, and would calm his system for a much longer period of time than the other mixtures had done in the past. For at least eighty hours it would enhance his whole being and he would have no need of further help physically. And, she assured him, when its effect wore off completely, his memories of these days would be deposited deep into his subconscious, to be recalled only as a dream, far off, half real and half not. Only the essence of his recollections would tell if they were real or not. With that assurance to Adam she bit her lips hard, and wept like a child. Launie cried so hard Adam joined her by intuitive response. As their eyes were dimmed by bittersweet tears, Adam could see everyone but Launie leave the table and go out of the room. Only Launie was left with him, but it was not the Launie he had known these few days. She had changed in appearance and in aspect, he noted, as his eyes cleared up from their tears. He had known an unreachable Launie, a devastating Launie. Now, before him and close to him was a more real Launie. Her apparel had become a sea-blue color fringed with white, so that she became a fleecy cerulean picture. She was like a young maid of earth on a Sunday morn going to church, or floating through a meadow of daisies and sumac, ivy and dandelion and butterflies. Her unbelievable beauty had mellowed to a more real and credible warmth. She was truly flesh and blood. She breathed air and she exhaled perfume. At last she was a woman, and Adam felt like a man. Launie had fallen and Adam had risen. He now loved her more than any word or philosophy could save him from. Not only would he claim her from Leo, but he would challenge the gods if need be, to claim her, and he said so to her, for he held her by the elbows, and said: “Dora; my Dora. You have waited, and I have wasted so much time. So, I was a doctor, and not a bad one. But I let my omg Poe. aed , greatest patient fall back into limbo. I am yet a doctor, Dora, and better yet, a physician. Love has made me a true physician, and this degree is not written on paper but in the records of the Ether. In my awareness of that, I say to you and a true me on 176 Love has ‘made is not written