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375 pages, Hardcover
First published October 23, 2018
Their parents slept on, stirring a little for the draft from the open doors, but they did not stir.
Rat traps were large, because rats were large.
“What?” said Nikolai. “What what?”
“He is a bit of pancake-head, though”, said one of the Krystallgradians at the table.
Now, Alexei still had that brooding expression now as he grasped the reins of one of the horses, keeping it from following its companions back into the prospect.
The Stalhbaum flat on the end of Dieter Street smelled of scrubbed lye and hot bread and the hint of a sooty, slightly-stuffed flue. Tonight, however, it smelled of pine and cinnamon and wafts of clove, and the air fizzed with Christmas Eve excitement.