human
When they were all made helpless the angel bade me hold my hand near the bloom; and I was vastly surprised to feel a great warmth. 'Twas like the heat of a stone which has stood all day in the sun, only much greater. Once my finger touched the bloom, and it gave me a sharp pain.
gpt
Ye could not have devised this tale, Rolla. 'Tis too unlikely. Is there more of it?