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The Snow Pavilion-2
little  carapace of Melissas  t ing snow.

    After a fec it best to stay quite still in tless line I could dimly see against te nigside. Sloed back and forty onous ca of crows.

    I tried to piece toget o me. I guessed I lay on t explored, ttle of its interior in tly lig all must once ed  and ced itself in a cracked mirror of immense size on the wall.

    Perrapped by tainly, I  in ttered glass viscera of t I t Id just seen multiplying its reflections in anotime s moorings in ter above me, t very orm t  t mig I ill alive. But  just  .

    t t struck cold green fire from t addressed me unceremoniously in a cracked, old o?

    trapped in tered glass, tered ligold ance. to me a very feeble one.

    I could not see t all, could not even make out , but I told aying o impress ry crones snobbery. Stered ory. So be careful, poor old o no good come and so on and on. But, if I am t, t is perfectly all rigo ser elep  ill torm dies doe cut off! sitters.

    I must folloake care.  a cras to an end. Come e cosy, sir,  her, eh?)

    S me solicitously out of trap and took me past our poms moving like deep sea fisairs , t I  or system of linked ions, snole nauseous; I grasp ters too tight.

    ture spookily se ss but torc linger on anyt slippers go flipperty-flopperty, flipperty-flopperty, srepid negotiator of till I cannot see le of y, froy, second-ore, typical crone smell, like grandmas smell, smell of my childhood women.

    So see so many dolls  up camp in
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