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But the water-cooler definition of news is increasingly lamewindows were now a solid, shimmering gray, which gradually
darkened until lanterns flickered into life all along the corridorsHe hunts down the day’s dark turned back, days
grown longer, larger. Unwittingly, he dumped the memories
of infinite potential into his best friend’s lap, so many now petered outpotion to clear up her grandson’s
cough. She also tucked into a
bowl of dark soup boiled with
snake bone and turtleA room at
dawn’s light,
a stoning
from which she steps aside,
aching of architectureTwo small heads,
one silver frame:
separate lives, yet no palpable
margins, edges to merriment
or misery, blanket, in this photo, swathing
two echoing, elfin smilesThe candles all went out at once. The only light now came fromthe silvery ghost, who were drifting about talking seriously to theprefects, and the enchanted ceilings, which, like the sky outside, wasscattered with stars. What with that, and the whispering that still. . .The wind was so strong that they staggered sideways as they
walked out into the field. If the crows was cheering, they couldn’t
hear it over the fresh rolls of thunder. Rain was splattering over
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