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March 25, 2010
My Uncle's Yard
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laprete
May 18, 2010 at 12:46 PM
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Think of this as the discarded draft of a novel now being used as scrap paper.
Regis
Every morning the two ravens, Huginn and Muninn, are loosed and fly over Midgard; I always fear that Thought may not wing his way home, but my fear for Memory is greater.
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