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derangedrhythms:[…] the weather promised only death.Hannah
derangedrhythms:The sea gets into your head […] once you
derangedrhythms:Snow lay over the valley like linen, like a shroud
derangedrhythms:He knew me as one knows the seasons, knows the
derangedrhythms:…I am run through and through with disaster;
aseaofquotes: Hannah Kent, Burial Rites Submitted by island-party.
tlirsgender:tlirsgender:Accidentally swallows the coin I was
metalfuckingheads: Come! let the burial rite be read — the
books-n-quotes: “To know what a person has done, and to know
books-n-quotes: “To know what a person has done, and to know