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Fish and fowl, warm sun and shady trees, the field mice in the wheat, under the cool light of the moon.

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Garth Nix
Age: 61
Born: 1963
Born: July 19
Author
Novelist
Science Fiction Writer
Writer
Melbourne
Australia
Garth Richard Nix
Field
Fowl
Cool
Shady
Sun
Wheat
Moon
Mice
Fields
Fish
Tree
Fishes
Light
Trees
Warm

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Hear, hear, said the Dog, raising her head. It's always better to be doing, Prince. Besides, you don't smell like a coward, so you can't be one.
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Even now, she wished she could write a note, push it across the table, and go away to her room. But she was no longer a Second Assistant Librarian of the Great Library of the Clayr. Those days were gone, vanished with everything else that had defined her previous existence and identity.
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