Lignum - amor o desolacíon

Lignum - amor o desolacíon

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¿Qué hay más allá de la muerte? Sé que estoy muriendo, pero, tal vez, esto sea lo mejor. Morir, y dejar que el mundo continúe, al menos para ellos. Pero me preocupa dejarlos con todo esto, como si no tuvieran suficiente. Mi enfermedad, los secretos, lo de Violet, ahora Jhors y jamás he sido lo suficientemente honesto con ellos, jamás les he hablado de Sacra y la Corte Oscura. ¿Qué buscan? ¿Qué quieren conmigo? Sacra no suele hablarme, si al menos él pudiera responderme que soy y que me sucede. Si él pudiera decirme quien es y que hace dentro de mí.
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