Dead men spread no rumours
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The early evening moonlight bounces off the due drops as a distant owl's question float on the breeze. The air smells of damp leaves and it has a sharp chill to it, a late autumn evening. As I walk though the field near my hometown, as I have done so for the past month, I collect pebbles on my way to the babbling creek....
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