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“The bright, frosty day declined as they walked and spoke together. The sun dipped in the river far behind them, and the old city lay red before them, as their walk drew to a close. The moaning water cast its seaweed duskily at their feet, when they turned to leave its margin; and the rooks hovered above them with hoarse cries, darker splashes in the darkening air.”

Quote by Charles Dickens

Book:The Mystery of Edwin Drood
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The Mystery of Edwin Drood

Charles Dickens' final novel, The Mystery of Edwin Drood, is a complex and enigmatic work that explores themes of intrigue, romance, and moral ambiguity. The story revolves around the mysterious disappearance of the titular character, Edwin Drood, and the subsequent investigation into his fate. Despite its unfinished state, the novel has captivated readers with its intricate plot and richly developed characters. more

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Charles Dickens
Charles Dickens

Charles Dickens, a British writer born on February 7, 1812, and died on June 9, 1870, is one of the greatest novelists of the 19th century. Known for his profound social criticism and vivid narrative style, Dickens' works extensively cover social reality, revealing various issues in the British society of the time. more

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