But she stepped forward and placed a finger to his lips and there it was before him. The greatest prayer to the gods he could muster with a heart so broken. Don't let me outlive this woman. Don't let me exist one moment without her.

Autore: Melina Marchetta

But she stepped forward and placed a finger to his lips and there it was before him. The greatest prayer to the gods he could muster with a heart so broken. <i>Don't let me outlive this woman. Don't let me exist one moment without her.</i> - Melina Marchetta




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