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From: | Lorinda Mantooth |
Subject: | [gfsd] Re: on ketep |
Date: | Tue, 27 Jun 2006 20:58:14 -0700 |
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at times came galloping down the mountain-sides, let loose by midday sun upon the snow, and passed among them (which was lucky), or over their heads (which was alarming). The nights were comfortless and chill, and they did not dare to sing or talk too loud, for the echoes were uncanny, and the silence seemed to dislike being broken-except by the noise of water and the wail of wind and the crack of stone. The summer is |
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