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| | hackwriters.com - Man of action on Harter Fell by Graham Attenborough |
 | | Compared to some of the great peaks that could be seen from its barren summit, it was rather small and yet, Harter was a killer, or so it now seemed to him, as he lay, helpless, upon its coarse, wiry grass like a staked out lamb. |
 | | He knew why, because shed climbed Harter Fell, shed told him it was steep but not too bad and that anyway it was worth it because the view was fantastic. |
 | | All at once, a band of steel was tightening around him; he fell to his knees, fists pounding on his sternum, cursing, bastard, bastard trying to bully his own heart back into service. |
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