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“Some of the flames were tall and strong, burning brightly and vividly, while others were tiny, flickering and quavering, and their light diminished and died. At the very end was but one tiny flame, so weak it barely flickered and glimmered, now struggling to flare up, now almost going out entirely. "Whose is the dying flame?" asked the Witcher. "Yours." Death replied.” — Andrzej Sapkowski
Some of the flames were tall and strong, burning brightly and vividly, while others were tiny, flickering and quavering, and their light diminished and died. At the very end was but one tiny flame, so weak it barely flickered and glimmered, now struggling to flare up, now almost going out entirely.
"Whose is the dying flame?" asked the Witcher.
"Yours." Death replied.