Hell on Ice

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We descend into another winter in our Season in Hell. Washington is frozen, the sky is still, a quiet pall hangs over the capital city… a deadly silence. We listen… there is no sound. We look… there is no movement. Only a distant rumble that shakes the earth, from far away, very far away. An eerie, trembling roar that pervades our minds, numbs us, like the cold. We are frozen. Still. Paralyzed… Trembling…