The black and white lines screamed back at him, a stark comparison that never ceased to amaze him. The obituaries called out to him, louder and louder as those faceless names slept, longer and longer, frozen in silence. Sometimes he recognized a name - an old school friend, a death eater, another lost soul hidden away in the middle of the cold,
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