"The sun had bled away every smell and left nothing.

The sun had burned through and the day had gone from dull to dazzling, yet in the west blask-satin thunderheads continued to stack up. It was as if night has burst a blood-vessel in the sky over there.
The sun had burned through and the day had gone from dull to dazzling, yet in the west blask-satin t...
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