Snow Falling on Cedars
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He saw the soft cedars of San Piedro Island, its high, rolling hills, the low mist that lay in long streamers against its beaches, the whitecaps riffling its shoreline. The moon had risen already behind the island – a quarter moon, pale and indefinite, as ethereal and translucent as the wisps of cloud that travelled the skies.
A fisherman is found dead in the net of his boat off the coast of a Nort...
A fisherman is found dead in the net of his boat off the coast of a Nort...
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He saw the soft cedars of San Piedro Island, its high, rolling hills, the low mist that lay in long streamers against its beaches, the whitecaps riffling its shoreline. The moon had risen already behind the island – a quarter moon, pale and indefinite, as ethereal and translucent as the wisps of cloud that travelled the skies.
A fisherman is found dead in the net of his boat off the coast of a Nort...
A fisherman is found dead in the net of his boat off the coast of a Nort...
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