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"Stars flicker above, points of bright ice in a dark river. I pull a heavy sheepskin around my legs and stretch my feet towards the fire. Despite the cold, Liam plays his lute, the sound whistling through the night. Soon my eyes are heavy, my head nodding." 
— from the novel SINFUL FOLK

PHOTO: imforeverjustyours: Summer Life

"Stars flicker above, points of bright ice in a dark river. I pull a heavy sheepskin around my legs and stretch my feet towards the fire. Despite the cold, Liam plays his lute, the sound whistling through the night. Soon my eyes are heavy, my head nodding."

— from the novel SINFUL FOLK

PHOTO: imforeverjustyours: Summer Life

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