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“It was an endless labyrinth of burning flesh, where we are propelled ever forward by the swelling of blisters; and where we gasp for air constantly, only to choke on toxic smoke.”

Felix Blackwell, The Cold People: and Other Fairy Tales from Nowhere
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The Cold People: and Other Fairy Tales from Nowhere The Cold People: and Other Fairy Tales from Nowhere by Felix Blackwell
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