Tuesday, March 3, 2009 @ 9:17 PM
The Evil Spell :
On Easter Monday the rain began in earnest.
It was as though the elements were conspiring to ruin their short week of freedom.
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Looking out mournfully at the rain.
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Peculiar round black woolly hat.
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The ground was cold. The icy mud sent little thrills of pain up their legs, so they ran, splashing through the puddles and slushing in the mud.
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His stomach felt cold
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The cold stream lapped his bare heels momentarily.
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The rain continued sporadically.
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...began suddenly to rain so hard that water came through the top of the shack in icy streams.
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...no escaping the miserable invaders
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'... some evil being has put a curse on our beloved kingdom.'.
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Under the pines even the the rain lost its driving power...Dread lay on on Jess's stomach like a hunk of cold, undigested doughnut.
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Jess was shivering, whether from the cold or the place, he didn't know.
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He hardly slept the rest of the night, listening to the horrid rain and knowing how high the creek came, Leslie would still want to cross it.
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