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"There were no stories around the campfire, no laughter or songs or shared bottles of whiskey like in the early days on the trail. They'd run dry of all of that long ago.

Now it was just the sound of ravenous eating, the smack auf lips and teeth tearing flash off bone.

All around them, the snow came so fast it blurred the world behind a veil, and swallowed the sound of the babies wailing in the cold."