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the River of forgetfulness

My hours are married to Shadows....

“In the hours they spent chewing my bones, I grew a stone for my heart, and poisoned the rivers that ran through me. I studied the bloodless moon.”
H.C.M
2 years ago. Saturday, January 28, 2023 at 2:37 PM

 

“There is something about words.

In expert hands, manipulated deftly, they take you prisoner.

Wind themselves around your limbs like spider silk, and when you are so enthralled you cannot move, they pierce your skin, enter your blood, numb your thoughts.

Inside you they work their magic.”

~Diane Setterfield

 

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