It was not a noisy wind but the kind that suggests something very big and thin fresh from the horror of Infinite Space.
Samuel finally understood the sound of the wind after all these years: The winds were a chorus of the prairie__ ever-present heartaches.
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Samuel finally understood the sound of the wind after all these years: The winds were a chorus of the prairie__ ever-present heartaches.
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