I was never afraid of dead folk. You know that? They never hurt you. So many things in this town can hurt you, but the dead don’t hurt hurt you. Living people hurt you. They hurt you so bad.
die flamme
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er starrte zum wald hinüber, es schneite. der wind liess die flocken
tanzen. die kahlen berge und dicht bewaldeten hügel waren schneebedeckt,
nebel kroch ü...