On a snow-fallen night, in a house on a hill We see our narrator, stood on the sill Across the eaves of the windows, she's hung garlands high Though beautiful, they're...strange, though it's hard to say why At first they look lovely, panes
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[A forest of evergreens. It's a sunny day, unusual for this time of year in the Pacific Northwest, and through the trees sunlight leaves a shimmering, dappled effect on your path. Around you are the sounds of life — percussive birdsong, the rustle of squirrels darting across branches. And
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