While Regan was peripherally aware of those around him, for all intents and purposes he was in a world of his own. It was a world that consisted solely of the ingredients on hand and the scents that they let off. The combinations they could make was a world of pure creation that Regan alone inhabited. Here there was nobody to tell him no and put him down, or to tell him that his was a fools dream not worth pursuing.
If Cyril could show his guests this afternoon the sheer intensity that Regan was currently displaying than there would be no naysayers. And while Cyril didn’t need the approval of the rest of the Aldys family, he would like to have it. Their approval tended to make things so much smotther
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