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February is persecuting the townspeople. It has been winter for more than three hundred days. All forms of flight are banned and the children have started to disappear, taken from their beds in the middle of the night. The priests hang ominous sheets of parchment on the trees, signed ''February''. And somewhere on the outskirts of the town lives February himself, with the girl who smells of honey ...
February is persecuting the townspeople. It has been winter for more than three hundred days. All forms of flight are banned and the children have started to disappear, taken from their beds in the middle of the night. The priests hang ominous sheets of parchment on the trees, signed ''February''. And somewhere on the outskirts of the town lives February himself, with the girl who smells of honey ...
