Ideals, my girl,โ she says. โAlways easier to believe in than live.โ โBut if you don't at least try to live them,โ Bradley says, โthen there's no point in living at all.
Patrick NessLike how stars might sound. Or moons But not mountains. Too floaty for mountains. It's a sound like one planet singing to another, high stretched and full of different voices starting at different notes and sloping down to other different notes but all weaving together in a rope of sound that's sad but not sad and slow but not slow and all singing one word. One word.
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