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The dust was antique spice, burnt maple leaves, a prickling blue that teemed and...
Author:
Ray Bradbury
Book:
Something Wicked This Way
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The dust was antique spice, burnt maple leaves, a prickling blue that teemed and sifted to earth. Swarming its own shadows, the dust filtered over the tents.
( Ray Bradbury )
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