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335 pages, ebook
First published January 4, 2015
....Ruben lay staring up at Milord's piece of sky where the moon floated in a haze of silver upon a sea of stars....
Truth is, I reckon we all know less about living than what we pretend we do. But one lesson I have been able to make stick through my slender, though adventuresome, years is that you have to go out and lay paws most handily and most determinedly on whatever stuff it is makes your life worth having.
“There is more to a person than what they do.”
He wanted to make him laugh. Subdue him with ecstasy. Cover him with good things until his own goodness—or lack of it—didn’t matter. Of course, it wasn’t biblical.
There are universes, cold and vast, caught at the corners of my eyes like unshed tears. Spaces between my thoughts, flecked with the fleeting iridescence of a thousand dying worlds.
“There’s little value in an unread book.”
“Before you, there was only ever unread books.”
The truth is, Dil is full of hungers. Greedy for words and skin and the open sky.
“I don’t know what I am,” I finished, breathless and half-sick on confession, like the burn of a freshly lanced wound.
“You’re you.” He made it sound so very simple.
Furthermore, I have long since known that the human heart is full of tricksome turns and twisty passages, and ’tis rare to find one what is all good or all bad.