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… caught David’s eye and he followed its back-and-forth sway as it drifted down through the shadows. Broad, flat, an elm leaf perhaps, except that didn’t make sense, not here in New Mexico in the middle of a pine forest. His eyes narrowed as they followed the fringed, speckled white shape, banded brown along one edge. …

Black Smoke Moon
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Celia McKinley

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✍ Posy Churchgate
✍ Posy Churchgate

Written by ✍ Posy Churchgate

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