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The clouds of night opened like ink blossoming in water.
Author:
Christopher Fowler
Book:
Seventy-Seven Clocks
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8 years ago
The clouds of night opened like ink blossoming in water.
( Christopher Fowler )
[ Seventy-Seven Clocks ]
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