From: [[]] Pour the stuff into the Stolen River, which will, one assumes, carry it harmlessly to the Unterzee, which consumes as seas inevitably consume. [Find the rest of the story at ] __NOEDITSECTION__
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| - From: [[]] Pour the stuff into the Stolen River, which will, one assumes, carry it harmlessly to the Unterzee, which consumes as seas inevitably consume. [Find the rest of the story at ] __NOEDITSECTION__
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| - "A little night-music"
- Hardly a splash
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| - You dump the 'snow' over the parapet of a bridge. For a moment it glows pale against the glassy darkness of the river, and then it sinks, melts, is gone.
- You dump the 'snow' […] It glows pale against the glassy darkness of the river, and then it sinks, melts, is gone. From the water below rises a disconsolate wail: a song, of sorts. Drownies! There are words here and there: sky. Flesh. Remembrance.
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| - Pour the stuff into the Stolen River, which will, one assumes, carry it harmlessly to the Unterzee, which consumes as seas inevitably consume.
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| - From: [[]] Pour the stuff into the Stolen River, which will, one assumes, carry it harmlessly to the Unterzee, which consumes as seas inevitably consume. [Find the rest of the story at ] __NOEDITSECTION__
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