Cornelia Funke Quote

The rain pummeled the old Dragon bones as though to provide the rhythm to the song of their mortality, but death was not what they had on their minds—or wasn’t love sometimes called the small death?

Cornelia Funke

The rain pummeled the old Dragon bones as though to provide the rhythm to the song of their mortality, but death was not what they had on their minds—or wasn’t love sometimes called the small death?

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