Damp veils of mist swirled around them. They were dreadfully cold (Moomintroll thought longingly of his woolly trousers) and surrounded completely by an awful floating emptiness.”I always thought clouds were soft and woolly and nice to be in,” said Sniff, sneezing. “Ugh! I’m beginning to be sorry I ever came on this expedition.

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