Frost and Ice Network

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          mist seemed to float above the water. This mist had a familiar

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          “There has been a thing in me too, this long while,”

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          for here am I, and whatever makes you think I will not

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          black against the lighter clouds. The night was over, and

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          our tents. They were very civil, and offered us a house;

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          we have ever asked about life and love, purpose and function,

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          up Lady Argyll’s cloak and waved it at him, thankful

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          were perhaps a mile from Loch Linnhe. If only Hamish would

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          Behind a great flowering shrub Hanson lay gazing at the

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          because it is from art that I receive inspiration, to which

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          you save yourself by telling Mac Cailein Mor it was I sent

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          truth, suffered us our faults and our foibles in their

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          forest, and utters very peculiar noises) has not cried

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          my hand remained poised over the paper, as if held there

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          begging my mercy, and with the horrid spots all over you,

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