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“This godless form that slams its rhythmic swing inside my chest – knows nothing of its crimes. A sunken vagabond and broken by wonders – traveling into a void. It hasn’t the time for guilty memorials. It lives on the wing of a desperate search – a hunt for bliss. And will be dead by the break of day without it.”   ~ Helaena Moon

Laura Makabresku : Cabinet of Souls