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The clear summer air between the two armieswas filled with drifting veils of bitter, black smoke. She was a milk-whitemare without so much as a single black hair anywhere. Childermass pondered this description for a moment or two. Then something flew between him and thecheerful scene - something like a piece of the darkness made solid.