There is a rat in the wall in the back room of the library scratching out a message in Morse Code. The message warns me of danger. There may be a flood; at the least, a hard rain is going to fall.
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I wrote a poem in sixth grade. Well, several, actually, but there's one in particular that this post makes me flash back to. All I recall of it is the last line, which was:
Behold, the rising of the purple sun!
Which is another way of saying: Greg, you should read Mervyn Peake's Gormenghast trilogy. It's in the library.
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I wrote a poem in sixth grade. Well, several, actually, but there's one in particular that this post makes me flash back to. All I recall of it is the last line, which was:
Behold, the rising of the purple sun!
Which is another way of saying: Greg, you should read Mervyn Peake's Gormenghast trilogy. It's in the library.
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