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“It is an old custom of these people to pick up a stone and toss it on the pile. Perhaps it is a symbolical lightening of the load they carry, perhaps a small offering to the gods of the trails.”

Quote by Louis L'Amour

Work

The Lonesome Gods

This science fiction novel explores themes of existentialism and the quest for understanding in a universe populated by enigmatic beings. The Lonesome Gods, as the title suggests, are solitary entities that travel through space, pondering the nature of existence and the mysteries of the cosmos. more

Author

Louis L'Amour
Louis L'Amour

Louis L'Amour (March 22, 1908 - June 10, 1988) was a renowned American author, best known for his Western novels. His works are characterized by vivid descriptions, tense plots, and profound character development, making them highly popular among readers. more

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