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“Those long endless nights of gray voids, an abyss of hell really, a bleak nothingness, occasionally interrupted by a battle with the undead, there had been no hope left. He had forgotten joy. Laughter. Fun. Maybe he had never known it. Now there was Adalasia with her brightness.” — Christine Feehan
Those long endless nights of gray voids, an abyss of hell really, a bleak nothingness, occasionally interrupted by a battle with the undead, there had been no hope left. He had forgotten joy. Laughter. Fun. Maybe he had never known it. Now there was Adalasia with her brightness.