I thought tongues might have left my writing, but my rereading ‘The Master and the Margarita’ (Mikhail Bulgakov) ensured this was not the case.
I was halfway through; there had been no outstanding mention of tongues - it was going well. Then, on page 249, it happened at the opening to the second section:
“Follow me, reader! Who told you that there is no s…
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