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... it icy from the cold winter air. "Why do I feel so tense at its approach, when no matter what I should confront, I am sure I’ll have the strength to deal with it..?"
He cracked his knuckle, acknowledging his own unusual question. His dreams had been fraught with odd imagery as of late. That very night, he’d had three very odd dreams in quick succession. The first of which had featured felled trees with cross sections as loud as houses. He shook his head at the memory of them. Rarely did ...
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