Each species of wood has its own distinctive texture and color characteristics. But in a general classification, they fall into...
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He was about four o'clock in the morning, when he heard human speech. Two of them, it seemed. And they were approaching. There was the trot of a horse. I wonder who...
     → The Beginning It was late summer. It hadn't rained for a couple of months. The grass of the meadows, once a raw green, had turned yellow. Only the giant sparrow...



