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... panse of white and blue with no beginning and no end. His breath came in ragged gasps, his body trembling from exhaustion, but he forced himself forward, step by step. The wind howled around him, biting at his exposed skin like a thousand tiny knives. His torn clothes did little to protect him, and the cold was relentless, sinking into his bones like a second curse.
The only thing he was wearing, was a torn rag that had so many holes in it, that it felt as if he wasn't wearing anything a ...
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