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The Candles Are Burning (Into Shadow, #6) The Candles Are Burning by Veronica G. Henry
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“They call me Death. I prefer the name Reaper, if you will. I am the keeper of the candles,” the creature said, gliding over to the candles like a farmer tending his flock. “One for each life in the world. The candles are burning, ever burning.”
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“What he means to say is that death is not yours to see or foretell. I am the keeper of the candles.”
Veronica G. Henry, The Candles Are Burning
“She has the forbidden knowledge,” a voice hissed as soon as Jackson closed the door.”
Veronica G. Henry, The Candles Are Burning
“There is no greater terror than hearing the scream of someone you love.”
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“She didn’t want to dash her hopes outright. Having a dream was no small matter for a girl child.”
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“Jackson raised a shapely dark eyebrow. “I always told your husband if he didn’t hurry up and marry you, I would.”
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“An eternity of yesterdays, amounting to three months and six days ago, Francis had died.”
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“Savannah was a city built on top of its dead. Diners, gas stations, even schools squatted on blacktop and concrete that buried days gone by.”
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“The candles are burning,” his associate began. “Ever burning. Some are just starting; others are nearing their end. I have come to gift you with news of another ending.”
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“You just don’t believe in me.”
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“The only people who were truly dead were those who had been forgotten.”
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“The scene had unfolded obnoxious as a foghorn but faded away softly like a page turning in a book.”
Veronica G. Henry, The Candles Are Burning