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by Clement Clarke Moore
T was the night before Christmas, When all through the house Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
by George R. R. Martin
“We should start back,” Gared urged as the woods began to grow dark around them.
by George R. R. Martin
The comet's tail spread across the dawn, a red slash that bled above the crags of Dragonstone like a wound in the pink a...
by Christopher Moore
The Breeze blew into San Junipero in the shotgun seat of Billy Winston' Pinto wagon.