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“Into the manifold open wounds the cold drifted, all the way down into the heart of things, the core which made them live. What he saw now seemed to be a desert of ice from which stark boulders jutted. A wind spewed across the plain which reality had become, the wind congealed into deeper ice, and the boulders disappeared for the most part. And darkness presented itself off at the edges of his vision …”