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“Time was our very first king. We all live our lives to the aggressive ticking of the clock. We don't question that our lives are a grid of seconds; even our pulses oblige. No succeeding king can hope to hold this kind of power.”

Quote by Lauren DeStefano

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Lauren DeStefano
Lauren DeStefano

Lauren DeStefano is an American author known for her science fiction novels. Born on October 13, 1984, she graduated from Yale University with a Master of Fine Arts in Literature. Before becoming an author, she worked as an editor and teacher. DeStefano's debut novel, 'Waking God,' was published in 2011 and received widespread acclaim. Her works are celebrated for their unique perspective on the relationship between technology and human ethics. more

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