November 2010
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Silence
Its midnight. There is an unusual silence in the neighborhood. Autumn has given way to an early winter, and the first snow of the season asserted itself over the Pacific Northwest. Where there would still be the sound of traffic, only the sound of the wind remains, as it dances through trees and the occasional wind chime, scattering fine, icy powder like a gust over a sandy dune.
A layer ...
