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                                             V O L U M E   T H R E E

“EVERYONE suddenly burst out singing;

And I was filled with such delight

As prisoned birds must find in freedom,

Winging wildly across the white 

Orchards and dark-green fields; 

on—on—and out of sight. 

Everyone’s voice was suddenly lifted; 

And beauty came like the setting sun: 

My heart was shaken with tears; and horror Drifted away ... O, but Everyone

Was a bird; and the song was wordless; the singing will never be done.” 

                                                                              - Siegfried Sassoon

                   In which James and Rose face the unknown.

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