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“His eyes, when they meet hers, are like the storm. Perhaps he is not a boy at all, but some elemental thing, made by the crashing water and the endless thunder.”



Totally loving Three Dark Crowns by Kendare Blake. However, I do have one problem with it…I want to keep reading to know what happens, but don’t want it to end!

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