The sun had burned through and the day had gone from dull to dazzling, yet in the west blask-satin thunderheads continued to stack up. It was as if ni...
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And there he would either be mercifully annihilated or live forever, insane and yet conscious inside It's homicidal endless formless hungry being.
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Isn't bravery always sort of beautiful?
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That— we seemed to have decided without saying a word— might go a long way toward spoiling something that was special, and beautiful, by virtue of its...
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It was the possibility of darkness that made the day seem so bright.
