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................................................. Voices – they will float through a dark place like dust on a hot night – they will catch the ear, play itchy on the mind - and the corridors of ...

WYTCHCROFT

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WYTCHCROFT

………………………………………….. [i]The hunter felt the field mice stirring – tiny sounds of skitter and twitch – felt the satisfaction of a good hunt. Yes, this was a good hunt – and a good day to hunt. The hunter ...

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Zoe loved the smell of the orchard – fresh blossomed even on a bad day like today, a grounding day – a burial day - a funeral, putting papa in the earth – and she was chewing her lip and thinking to ...