The fire inched toward me before I could feel its heat. By the time it reached me, I was numb to it and unaware I was being burned.
The fire inched toward me before I could feel its heat. By the time it reached me, I was numb to it and unaware I was being burned.
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"I saw the Angel in the marble, and carved until I set him free"
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