Citas
In school, we learned about the world before ours, about the angels and gods that lived in the sky, ruling the earth with kind and loving hands.
The gods rule us still. They have come down from the stars. And they are no longer kind.
“I’m never getting better, Mare. I’m never going to feel better. I can’t let her hope for that, not when I know it’ll never happen. Do you understand?”
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