_She was joy. She was death. She was part of the Desert Rouge--and the desert blotted out her sins._ [Transcriber's Note: This etext was produced from Planet Stories May 1952. Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that the U.S. copyright on this publication was renewed.]…
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