Still falls the rain - dark as the world of man, black as our loss - blind as the nineteen hundred and forty nails upon the Cross.Dame Sitwell expresses the atmosphere better than I could. I'm worried. A lot of people have gone missing, and the weather keeps getting worse. An ice chunk nearly hit me and Charlie on our way back from work.
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heal
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move fast
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And I hope you don't mind if I borrow some sewing materials? You can take the cost out of my wages!
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And not at all. So long as they come back undamaged, there's no charge.
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