"Black is a blind remembering, she thought. You listen for pack sounds, for the cries of those who hunted your ancestors in a past so ancient only your...
The price we paid was the price men have always paid for achieving a paradise in this life--we went soft, we lost our edge.
Photo by Ákos Szabó
Photo by Ian Turnell
The price we paid was the price men have always paid for achieving a paradise in this life--we went ...
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