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“I remembered Nahadoth's lips on my throat and fought to suppress a shudder, only half succeeding. Death as a consequence of lying with a god wasn't something I had considered, but it did not surprise me. A mortal man's strength had its limits. He spent himself and slept. He could be a good lover, but even his best skills were only guesswork - for every caress that sent a woman's head into the clouds, he might try ten that brought her back to earth.”

Quote by N.K. Jemisin

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N.K. Jemisin is an American science fiction writer born in September 1972. Her works are known for their unique world-building, profound character development, and rich imagination. Jemisin gained widespread acclaim with her 'Inkwood' series, which includes 'The Hundred Thousand Kingdoms', 'The Broken Kingdoms', and 'The Kingdom of the Gods', with 'The Hundred Thousand Kingdoms' winning the Hugo Award in 2011. more

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