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| | | | | I The first time I saw him, I was about ten years old. He was climbing up the path that leads down to the creek, struggling because of the steep trail. He was carrying a bucket in one hand and a walking stick in the other. I was playing with some twigs, running around some imaginary monsters. He quickly glanced at me, with some disgust in his grin, then he turned uphill, towards home. | |
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| | | | | Ink, and Breath, and Spring by Frances Rowat The wheelbarrow thumped a jolt into Palwick's arms with every third step as he led Mattish back to where he'd found the corpse, out in the northern reaches of the garden. The trees waved dimly at them under the grey sky, and the thin morning light crept [...] | |
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| | | | | English coast; great splendid roar of the waves battering the cliffside, the rush of wind, the howl of despair from across the freezing sea - over there within the abyssal sky nothing, brother, but death and slow and squalid death at that, and here, at your back, the verdant Jerusalem, the fields where in ancient... | |
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