7 stories
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Władysław Reymont
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778
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52 parts
Dust hangs thick in the Polish air, heavier than the linen worn by the peasants of Lipce. The seasons bleed into one another, marked not by ... -
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Robert Frost
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722
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49 parts
A creeping dread clings to the skeletal farms and stone-walled lanes of a New England twilight. The air hangs thick with unshed snow and the... -
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Knut Hamsun
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482
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32 parts
The scent of turned earth clings to every page, a primal musk rising from the Norwegian wilderness. This is not a story of heroes or villain... -
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Richard Jefferies
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482
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39 parts
Dust motes dance in the fading sunlight of a late summer fair, clinging to the memory of a girl named Amaryllis. The air hangs thick with th... -
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George Eliot
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378
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25 parts
A creeping dread clings to the thatched roofs and shadowed lanes of Raveloe. The winter’s bite mirrors the icy isolation of Silas Marner, a ... -
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Louis Hémon
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290
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16 parts
A perpetual twilight clings to the Quebec wilderness, mirroring the fading light within Maria Chapdelaine. The novel breathes with the cold ... -
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J. M. Synge
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167
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7 parts
A peat-bog moon hangs low over the ragged coastline, staining the turf with a sickly luminescence. Here, in a remote Irish village clinging ... -