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Ruins
A raven sits on top
the crumbling stone
and as I pass, I wonder,
was the hearth beneath?
Built two centuries back, it’s tucked in with pine trees, wild rosebushes, and weeds. Only half of the roof remains, the inside houses dandelions, field mice, ants, and a sapling. Who was there? What did they do? How did it happen the house fell into ruins? When the steps began to creak, and the joints swayed wi
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“Laurence turns away and stands at the window, looking out. Behind his silhouette, I see the blinking of lanterns from the villager’s homes. Smoke drifts above their chimneys. The arms of windmills twirl close by, providing electricity to the people of Rumbling Town that powers the streetlights.
“The calmness of an early morning whispers secrets to those who would listen,” Laurence says.
“Wyndham’s words,” Alwyn says with a catch in his voice.”
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“The calmness of an early morning whispers secrets to those who would listen,” Laurence says.
“Wyndham’s words,” Alwyn says with a catch in his voice.”
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“I wonder if that’s the reason Mom and Dad are sending me away. I really haven’t behaved very well in the last couple of days. The door-slamming, picture-breaking incident was me at my absolute worst.”
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“My eyes sweep across towards Osgoode. The man’s eyes are moist with grief. I flick my fingertips together; my mouth opens, then closes.
I have no words.”
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I have no words.”
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“Petronilla and I would climb these stairs together when everyone else had gone to bed, so if one of us slipped, the other one would be able to help. We weren’t to go here because both Wyndham and Constance forbade it.
Forbade? Shaking my head, I wonder how I haven’t messed up more using old-time language at home.
Don’t belong here. Don’t belong there. Don’t belong anywhere”
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Forbade? Shaking my head, I wonder how I haven’t messed up more using old-time language at home.
Don’t belong here. Don’t belong there. Don’t belong anywhere”
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“Laurence turns away and stands at the window, looking out. Behind his silhouette, I see the blinking of lanterns from the villager’s homes. Smoke drifts above their chimneys. The arms of windmills twirl close by, providing electricity to the people of Rumbling Town that powers the streetlights.
“The calmness of an early morning whispers secrets to those who would listen,” Laurence says.
“Wyndham’s words,” Alwyn says with a catch in his voice.”
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“The calmness of an early morning whispers secrets to those who would listen,” Laurence says.
“Wyndham’s words,” Alwyn says with a catch in his voice.”
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