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“Wouldn't you like to have comrades?' But she would not like that. She wanted only to rest and to read her old, rain-swollen books, turning the pages carefully, so carefully.”

Quote by Catherynne M. Valente

Work

Deathless

In this novel, the protagonist grapples with the concept of eternal life, set against the backdrop of a tumultuous historical period. The story delves into the complexities of human existence and the consequences of defying the natural order. more

Author

Catherynne M. Valente
Catherynne M. Valente

Catherynne M. Valente is an American novelist known for her works in fantasy and science fiction. Born on May 5, 1979, she has made a name for herself with her imaginative storytelling and poetic prose. Valente's writing frequently delves into themes of love, loss, and the human experience within fantastical settings. more

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