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A cold library reading by candlelight. The candles are very fragrant in a heavier way, no sharpness to them. Reading by candlelight because there isn't electricity yet, it is before that time. There is a heavy blanket draped around your body and over your shoulders. A hot drink sits beside your book on the table in a delicate and thin cup. The story is also about the cold, and you read on, allowing the story to take you in. You imagine the cold piercing your clothes and blanket.
23 October, 2012