Autograph (The Little Green Glove)

I numbered the pages to remind me of my place. I was afraid of joining the ranks of distracted lovers from whom nothing is safe: …

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A History of Extinctions

It was only then that they realised that the floor of the museum was covered with a layer of ash, in which their footsteps left deep but silent traces.

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