i tried to convince myself i was n't looking for a certain , dark-haired pure as my gaze kept returning to the group at the front . the bell continued its slow clockwise rotation . you dont mean to give that hag the gods first drop , do you , boy ? they sounded like a dungeon door closing . her hair was rising into the air , she could feel the weight of it lift off her neck . `` but the food i miss the most is pizza . '' 