Created on 22 Oct at 09:41 PM
" It was one January morning, very early—a pinching, frosty morning—the cove all grey with hoar-frost, the ripple lapping softly on the stones, the sun still low and only touching the hilltops and shining far to seaward. "— Treasure Island by Robert Louis Stevenson
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