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reading: king of scars
watching: speedruns
listening: a mess.
In the darkness, two shadows, reaching through the hopeless, heavy dusk. Their hands meet, and light spills in a flood like a hundred golden urns pouring out of the sun.
― Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles
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