Oh, how cruel the wind... The wind... It is roaring down the mountainside. Bare, skeletal treetops flail... Read More

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A lone candle flickers in the dark across the room. It is a tall thin white taper. I lie in silent blackness... Read More

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I love the night. Time stands still in the dark. When awake in the hours before dawn, I wish the sun... Read More

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