lunes, julio 11, 2011


“With a small sigh, barely audible even to himself, Caramon raised his head and looked up into the heavens. He swallowed the bitter saliva in his mouth, nearly choking. Tears stung his eyes, but he blinked them back so that he could see clearly. There it was-the confirmation of his fears, the sealing of his doom. A new constellation in the sky. An hourglass….”

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