His eyes strayed to the little boy, standing in the middle of the lake, and his blood ran cold.

  There was nothing to be done for the youngsters now. He turned back and ran towards the village.

  “Lilja…” he muttered under his breath. “Lilja, what have you done?”

 

 

  E C Hibbs, The Winter Spirits

 

 

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