High up overhead the snow settled among the traceryof the cathedral towers. Many a niche was drifted full; many a statuewore a long white bonnet on its grotesque or sainted head. The gargoyleshad been transformed into great false noses, drooping toward the point.The crockets were like upright pillows swollen on one side. In theintervals of the wind there was a dull sound dripping about theprecincts of the church.
-Robert Louis Stevenson
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