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Literature

HP Drabble: Ed, Death and Nox

“They’re singing out there again. That’s the third time today. If anyone was ever in any doubt that it was Christmas, they’d only have to step out their cars here for a minute. There’s even frost on the window panes. And a robin tweeting on a snow sprinkled branch.” Nox was sitting in the window box of their latest abode – a village somewhere west of Inverness. She’d forgotten the name of it. It had been the third move this month. Nox sighed. “It’s almost sickeningly festive, really. If you could take the lid off the scene you would find an assortment of biscuits inside.” She took her