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The sea was calm, calmer than most days in the autumn, a slowly rolling deep-blue blanket of passive power. Little waves belied the amazing force this sea could summon; now the
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She was always there, crouched on her low stool with the tapestry flaps blowing around her face. It was her place, her very own private spot. She was undisturbed too; in the ra
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“That’s not fair!” he says violently, an outburst of irritation accompanied by an assertive shake of the head. “It isn’t fair, no it isn’t.” The cabman throws a cantankerous gl
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Raine shut her eyes and drew her quivering bundle closer to herself, attempting to savour what life and warmth there was left.
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