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“The white tree on the bluff over the ocean was hung with icicles like curtains of glass, creaking faintly in the wind. Morgan’s cottage, once they passed through the icy snowless beech wood, was white as bone and black as aged oak among the weathered stems of the garden.” — Elizabeth Bear
The white tree on the bluff over the ocean was hung with icicles like curtains of glass, creaking faintly in the wind. Morgan’s cottage, once they passed through the icy snowless beech wood, was white as bone and black as aged oak among the weathered stems of the garden.