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Brown Corpus
The thought made Pamela shudder.
A terrible chill swept through the grove.
Not a breeze exactly, but a pocket of icy air that settled with a loathsome familiarity upon the deep confines of the grove, catching Pamela in a leering embrace.
There was a peculiar density about it, a thick substance that could be sensed but never identified, never actually perceived.
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