Die Augen hielten ihn fest, rote Augen in all dem Schwarz wild und dumpf zugleich, verloren in sich selbst ohne Gestern oder Morgen, ohne Licht und Wärme, gefangen in der eigenen Kälte frierender Bosheit.

-Cornelia Funke

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