The Edge of Everywhen
By A. S. Mackey
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(Excerpt)
The frigid wind pressed hard against the outside walls that afternoon. Can you feel it? Wafting from my spine and over the pages of Chapter One, misty vapors curl up to chill your gloveless fingers grasping my cover, vapors that send a shiver down into your slippers. Perhaps you should fetch a blanket for this part.