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Edited by
rapsscallion
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Wed 07/23/14 10:23 AM
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Winter
A murder of raucous, cacophonous crows, chaos'��d, a stand of leafless trees, who'��s boughs creaked and groaned. Winter was upon us. Stars twinkled in black lacquered skies, campfires in the "Halls of the slain."�� I kicked the dirt with well worn boot, no give there non expected. The frosts hit hard this time of year. My dripping nose had even ceased its endless flow. But frozen toes gave rise to thoughts of log fires. R |
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