there must be a price for the madness that pushes a girl’s hand to claw through earth, stick and hands, clawing clods of earth; repeatedly, repeatedly, taken, something taken—only the touch of deathless ignites the Night,
there must be a price for the madness that pushes a girl’s hand to claw through earth, stick and hands, clawing clods of earth; repeatedly, repeatedly, taken, something taken—only the touch of deathless ignites the Night,
Nicely done!
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