So they both sat with him in the depths of Mount Adder, as if they had come to the end of all stories. Without a single word still left to say.
– Cornelia Funke, Inkspell
Posted on July 1, 2015, in death and tagged book: inkspell, cornelia funke. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.
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