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The memory of standing alone in the dark woods, listening to the snow falling softly around me.
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The moon looked in sometimes at the drawing room window, lighting on the white winter covers of the chairs and on the cut-glass chandelier in its white gauze bag.
— Moomintroll midwinter by Tove Jansson.
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