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Perched atop a high mountain on the other side, its windows sparkling in the starry sky, was a vast castle with many turrets and towers.
The narrow path had opened suddenly on to the edge of a great black lake. Perched atop a high mountain on the other side, its windows sparkling in the starry sky, was a vast castle with many turrets and towers. … Everyone was silent, staring up at the great castle overhead.
Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone

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The Hound of the BaskervillesArthur Conan DoyleA family curse, a fog-bound moor, and something howling in the dark.

