Large, heavy, ragged black clouds hung like crape hammocks beneath the…

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Large, heavy, ragged black clouds hung like crape hammocks beneath the starry cope of the night. You would have said that they were the cobwebs of the firmament. ✨ Victor Hugo, Frederic Shoberl (1834). The Hunchback of Notre-Dame
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Large, heavy, ragged black clouds hung like crape hammocks beneath the starry cope of the night. You would have said that they were the cobwebs of the firmament. ✨ Victor Hugo, Frederic Shoberl (1834). The Hunchback of Notre-Dame

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