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#1 I was born in the village in the summer of the last year of the First World War. I had never been so close to grass before, and I wept. I was lost and didn’t know where to move. I was alone in a world whose behavior I could neither predict nor fathom.
#2 The house was finally furnished on that first day. The sisters spent the rest of the day eating currants and bread, and I crawled around on the unfamiliar floor calling on the ornaments and pictures to bless me with their company.
#3 I grew up in a house with many mysteries, and I learned to love exploring them. I learned to navigate my world, and became aware of its safe havens and dust-deserts. I learned to be grateful for the few horrors that were there to teach me about the infinite possibilities of horror.
#4 The scullery was a mine of all the minerals of living. It had water, which was a different element from the green crawling scum that stank in the garden tub. You could pump it in pure blue gulps out of the ground, and it came out sparkling like liquid sky.
© 2022 IRB Media (E-bok): 9798822546738
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E-bok: 13. juli 2022
Biografier
Please note: This is a companion version & not the original book. Book Preview:
#1 I was born in the village in the summer of the last year of the First World War. I had never been so close to grass before, and I wept. I was lost and didn’t know where to move. I was alone in a world whose behavior I could neither predict nor fathom.
#2 The house was finally furnished on that first day. The sisters spent the rest of the day eating currants and bread, and I crawled around on the unfamiliar floor calling on the ornaments and pictures to bless me with their company.
#3 I grew up in a house with many mysteries, and I learned to love exploring them. I learned to navigate my world, and became aware of its safe havens and dust-deserts. I learned to be grateful for the few horrors that were there to teach me about the infinite possibilities of horror.
#4 The scullery was a mine of all the minerals of living. It had water, which was a different element from the green crawling scum that stank in the garden tub. You could pump it in pure blue gulps out of the ground, and it came out sparkling like liquid sky.
© 2022 IRB Media (E-bok): 9798822546738
Utgivelsesdato
E-bok: 13. juli 2022
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