Paula Godden

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There’s no pain. No anxiety. No fear. Just this endless pounding drum. I have no desire to be anywhere but here. The stars hang in the sky, blurry in my vision, but I don’t long for them. The hole in my heart, the disjointed piece of me, is whole for tonight.
Deacon (The Sovereign Mountain, #3)
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