He had always thought that hell would be hot. But here they were, right inside the mouth of it, and it was freezing. — Alexander Gordon Smith, The Night Children
He had always thought that hell would be hot. But here they were, right inside the mouth of it, and it was freezing. — Alexander Gordon Smith, The Night Children
He had always thought that hell would be hot. But here they were, right inside the mouth of it, and it was freezing. — Alexander Gordon Smith, The Night Children
He had always thought that hell would be hot. But here they were, right inside the mouth of it, and it was freezing. — Alexander Gordon Smith, The Night Children
He had always thought that hell would be hot. But here they were, right inside the mouth of it, and it was freezing. — Alexander Gordon Smith, The Night Children
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He had always thought that hell would be hot. But here they were, right inside the mouth of it, and it was freezing.

— Alexander Gordon Smith, The Night Children
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