The morning air of the pasture turned steadily cooler. Day by day, the bright golden leaves of the birches turned more spotted… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
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During the whole of a dull, dark, and soundless day in the autumn of the year, when the clouds hung oppressively low… — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share Image
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Filled with rapture, his soul yearned for freedom, space, vastness. Over him the heavenly dome, full of quiet, shining stars, hung boundlessly.… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
