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I glanced over at my father. Howchanged he looked! His eyes wereveiled. I wanted to tell him something,but I didn’t know what.
The night had passed completely. Themorning star shone in the sky. I too hadbecome a different person. The studentof Talmud, the child I was, had beenconsumed by the flames. All that was leftwas a shape that resembled me. My soulhad been invaded – and devoured – by ablack flame. Elie Wiesel Night