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There was so much of beauty here: the neat, small tracks of a foraging creature, stoat or marten the inticate tracery of a skeleton leaf, still clinging vainly to its parent tree as, little by little, time stripped it of its substance, leaving only the delicate remembrance of what it had been.

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Juliet Marillier
Age: 76
Born: 1948
Born: July 27
Novelist
Writer
Dunedin
New Zealand
Small
Delicate
Stripped
Beauty
Creature
Skeletons
Stills
Substance
Tracks
Still
Track
Clinging
Littles
Leaving
Leafs
Little
Creatures
Leaf
Foraging
Much
Tree
Remembrance
Vainly
Time
Parent
Neat
Skeleton

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