“‘Where we are, there is light.’The wind blew hard from the east and the trees rustled their branches. ‘From where I’m standing… it is warm enough.'”– K. Ancrum, The Wicker King (2017)
“‘Where we are, there is light.’
The wind blew hard from the east and the trees rustled their branches.
‘From where I’m standing… it is warm enough.'”
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