C269 Judgment Day
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Whitney. In the salt and alkali fields where Brayman was leading the cow, the Dogass, snowflakes as big as goose feathers and ice chips fell from the sky.
December 25th. The blizzard that only happened once every ten years was about to arrive.
She looked into the distance. The Mint of the Carson City was sitting alone on the side of the road that led to the amusement park
