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Screensize: 640 x 480 800 x 600 1024 x 768 1280 x 1024 UserName: Password: Format Mode: Basic  Help  Prompt  Format: Font Andale Mono Arial Arial Black Book Antiqua Century Gothic Comic Sans MS Courier New Georgia Impact Lucida Console Script MT Bold Stencil Tahoma Times New Roman Trebuchet MS Verdana   Size 1 2 3 4 5 6   Color Black Red Yellow Pink Green Orange Purple Blue Beige Brown Teal Navy Maroon LimeGreen Message: * HTML is OFF * Forum Code is ON Smilies Top-heavy draperies crowd the windows in a high-altitude town. "Let's take them down," he says. A mountain of faded brocade on the floor. Brackets and screws. Brass hardware. Dust in their noses. Motes floating in rooms growing colder. Wind in the eaves. Hot tea. All they need till they get to the Village. A stop at the woodpile. Frost etching the leaves. Branches breaking under their feet. Breath in front of their faces. First flakes falling. Tahquitz asleep in his stone peak.