| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - His body is charred.Today, I was in my room alone, writing in my journal, when suddenly, this icy blast of wind hits me from behind and there is a deep growling coming across the room, I get up and turn around to see this mist that is transluscent but it was like ripples on a pond, but I could see though it.
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