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“The sun will set,” Haem whispered, pressing his hand to the ground beside where Calen had buried the scarf. “And it will rise again, and it will do so the next day and the next. The gods are in charge of such things, but it is by our own will that we pick ourselves up when we fall.”
Of Empires and Dust (The Bound and The Broken, #4)
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