TEXT: Continue writing the following text: when he got to the courier , he walked straight to the newsroom , straight to beth 's desk . he did n't know exactly what he was going to do when he got there . he was n't thinking about that , because if he thought about it-if he thought any of this through-he would n't do it . and he needed to do it . more than he needed to do anything , at this moment , on this day , in this lifetime , in this incarnation , on this monday afternoon , lincoln needed to talk to
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TEXT: Continue writing the following text: it made me smile . at the top of the house was lettie 's room , and beside it , another room , and it was this room that we entered . a fire blazed in the hearth , illuminating the room with oranges and yellows . the room was warm and inviting . the bed had posts at each corner , and it had its own
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TEXT: Continue writing the following text: '' was she a good dancer then ? '' '' the best , '' he said simply , and then held his hand out and twirled me around and around . '' she was a ballet dancer when she was younger . in fact , that 's how my father met her . '' '' oh ? '' '' his girlfriend dragged him to the
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TEXT: Continue writing the following text: the growling , the screaming , everything stopped . the air stank of decaying flesh and burnt hair . in the quiet stillness of his room , link froze , too scared to discover what awaited him in the lingering darkness . '' ayden ? '' he called . '' are you there ? '' 34 the face in the mirror link called out again , more urgently this time , ''
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