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Not with cold, the fire in the huge inglenook was roaring and crackling beside me, but with a whole host of feelings, fear, embarrassment, not least, excitement, but there was nothing I could do, my mind just would not work and the flickering of the flames from both the fire and the candles cast moving shadows around the room. As I walked I began to sense that I was not alone
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