Quote from the book Sinful Folk
" Ten years ago, Michaelmas. Summer hours fading into dusk, day dying slow. I had fallen out of the straight path into a place of harsh rocks and broken brambles, like the legend tells Satan fell from heaven on St. Michael’s Day. But I had fallen from no heaven, and those who pursued me were no angels. "
-- from the novel Sinful Folk
Source: http://sinfulfolk.com
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