And as I watched him, I knew that in every dark night there was, somewhere, a small light burning that could never be quenched.

Auteur: Juliet Marillier

And as I watched him, I knew that in every dark night there was, somewhere, a small light burning that could never be quenched. - Juliet Marillier

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