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...he had probably fallen there during the darkest hours of the night. The night of a great snowstorm, in which flakes as sharp as blades fell, almost like hail, driven by a furious south wind. Soaked by that snow, which had first melted and then frozen into shards of ice, the body had been discovered at the foot of a sheer drop, torn by the rocks it had struck on the way down.
—Umberto Eco, The Name of the Rose