“The wind was blowing harder now, and the snow was coming down in thick
flurries, which quickly turned the fronts of their clothes white and made it
difficult either to see or hear; but Dora thought she heard a snatch of
music. Then one of the little boys started jumping up and down and pointing.
'Look! Look! They're dancing! They're dancing!' Everyone looked where the
little boy was pointing. On the far side of the snow-field, next to the fir
trees, the snowmen and snow-women were moving.”
Dora finds herself in a winter wonderland, wrapped in a delicious magic, and
all her problems seem to be over... but she can't help feeling that she's
forgotten something.
http://www.edwardpicot.com/puzzlebox/
(If you don't see links to all eight chapters when you get to the Puzzle Box
index-page, click CTRL + Refresh to update the page.)
- Edward Picot
http://hyperex.co.uk - The Hyperliterature Exchange
http://edwardpicot.com - personal website
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