Arthur Blake's pov
I sat by the window, the lamplight behind me. Outside, the moon had risen high, casting a silver trail over the trees. I didn't know when the stillness settled in. Time blurred. I kept watch. Just in case.
Arthur Blake's pov
I sat by the window, the lamplight behind me. Outside, the moon had risen high, casting a silver trail over the trees. I didn't know when the stillness settled in. Time blurred. I kept watch. Just in case.
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