“Peri loved her father's tales. She had grown up with them. Yet the melancholy with which they were infused pierced her soul, like a splinter under her skin that had become an organic part of her. Sometimes she imagined she had splinters all over - both in her body and in the recesses of her mind.”

نوفمبر 11, 2021
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