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The Shadow of Blackstone The wind on the moors does not ask permission. It arrives like a creditor, taking what it pleases, leaving nothing but bare earth and the sound of its own fury. I was out on the eastern ridge when it found me, cutting through my shawl as though I were made of paper. That was the first thing I noticed about the stranger -- the wind seemed to spare him while it punished...

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