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280 pages, ebook
First published April 19, 2016
One day. One day someone, and I don't know who, but someone will say enough. A line will be drawn, and there will come an hour that we will rise and say we've had enough. That we won't take the darkness any longer. That we will say no. That we will fight against those who would break us. We will fight back, and in this hour, we will have succeeded in what we have set out to do.
Lucas kissed him again. It was chaste. Dry. Catastrophic.
Alas, the time of the most despicable man is coming, he that is no longer able to despise himself. Behold, I show you the last man.
"It has taken losing my mind to find my soul.”
"We are nothing without the names we are given. It’s how we know who we are.”I admit that this concept is repeated several times and I am absolutely perplexed by it for I see it exactly the opposite. We are more than can be contained in a few irrelevant words.
For the rest of his life, he would wonder, in the dark of night, if that kiss had not occurred, would all that followed have been different?
The [man] stared down at the tarp-wrapped body of Thomas.
“You can’t eat him,” Cavalo said, more harshly than he intended. “He’s been dead a while, and the body is probably halfway frozen. Don’t you try and eat him.”