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"- viajamos por coche a las montañas, a una ciudad que se llaman montelepre, para conocer a la familia giuliano. Aprendemos que el sacerdote y don croce no puede ser confiado, y se opone a Turi Giuliano. El madre nos dijó eso y nos preguntó para ayudar a su hijo. Es una ciudad muy pequeña y oscura. Hijos no van por las callas, hay gente que busque para Turi en las montañas." — Jul 11, 2026 05:41AM
"- viajamos por coche a las montañas, a una ciudad que se llaman montelepre, para conocer a la familia giuliano. Aprendemos que el sacerdote y don croce no puede ser confiado, y se opone a Turi Giuliano. El madre nos dijó eso y nos preguntó para ayudar a su hijo. Es una ciudad muy pequeña y oscura. Hijos no van por las callas, hay gente que busque para Turi en las montañas." — Jul 11, 2026 05:41AM
“For nothing, not the sun, not the rain, not even the brightest star in the darkest sky, could begin to compare to the wonder of you.”
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“How could she compare the lives lost? One genocide against another—how did they balance on the scale of justice? And who was she, to imagine that she could make that comparison?”
― The Poppy War
― The Poppy War
“No. He was not here to wreak revenge.
For revenge was trifling and hollow.
No. He was not here to retrieve his wife.
For his wife was not a thing to be retrieved.
No. He was not here to negotiate a truce.
For a truce suggested he wished to compromise.
He was here to burn something to the ground.”
― The Rose & the Dagger
For revenge was trifling and hollow.
No. He was not here to retrieve his wife.
For his wife was not a thing to be retrieved.
No. He was not here to negotiate a truce.
For a truce suggested he wished to compromise.
He was here to burn something to the ground.”
― The Rose & the Dagger
“Fire and water looked so lovely together. It was a pity they destroyed each other by nature.”
― The Dragon Republic
― The Dragon Republic
“And I cannot say even now that I regret Claudia, that I wish I had never seen her, nor held her, nor whispered secrets to her, nor heard her laughter echoing through the shadowy gaslighted rooms of that all too human town house in which we moved amid the lacquered furniture and the darkening oil paintings and the brass flowerpots as living beings should. Claudia was my dark child, my love, evil of my evil. Claudia broke my heart.”
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