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Well, the twilight shivers as darkness is risen, cold ash poured over the sun. For the son to rise again he must go through hell to see what the darkness has done... The brightest lights cast the darkest shadows, and that's where I'll be found. For what's hiding by the morning will be chased by daylight's hounds.