Michael Finocchiaro

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I undressed, read a few pages of Ulverton, turned off the light, and fell asleep. I awoke in the darkness a few hours later from the most fantastic dream I’d ever had. I sat up and laughed to myself. I had been walking down the road outside our house in Tybakken. Suddenly there was a roar from above the earth. The noise was deafening, I knew there had never been such a roar before, it rolled across the sky like thunder, though infinitely louder. It was God’s voice. I stopped and looked at the sky. And then I was raised up! I was raised up to the sky! What a feeling it was. The roar, the ...more
My Struggle: Book 5 (My Struggle #5)
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