I’m going to get out. Her spirits lurched unsteadily into the air like a wounded pigeon. I’m going to get out of this wormpit of a town. And I will never, never come back here again.

Author: Frances Hardinge

<i>I’m going to get out.</i> Her spirits lurched unsteadily into the air like a wounded pigeon. <i>I’m going to get out of this wormpit of a town. And I will never, never come back here again.</i> - Frances Hardinge



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