Es waren die Sterne von Hassenden, und weil das so war, fühlte Harold sich berufen, heute nacht etwas auf sie zu wünschen. Sternenglanz, Sternenschein, laß den Wunsch erfüllet sein. Fallt alle tot um

-Stephen King

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