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Now there were stars overhead, hanging like frozen spears of light, stabbing the night sky.

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By March, the worst of the winter would be over. The snow would thaw, the rivers begin to run and the world would wake into itself again.Not that year...more

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There was a skyness to the sky and a nowness to the world that he had never seen or felt or realized before.

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Slowly gently night creeps up on you, more gentle than light, it helps you realize how much the light hinders you. In the darkness your senses learn w...more