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“Keda felt her heart was breaking with a love so universal that it drew into its fiery atmosphere all things because they were; the evil, the good, the rich, the poor, the ugly, the beautiful, and the scratching of this little yellowish hound.”

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Titus Groan

Written by Mervyn Peake, this book is the first in the Gormenghast series. It follows the young Titus Groan as he navigates the complex and mysterious world of his ancestral home, Gormenghast Castle, and the intricate web of relationships within its walls. more

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Mervyn Peake
Mervyn Peake

Mervyn Peake was a British writer renowned for his imaginative and distinctive works. He is most celebrated for his Gormenghast series, a blend of fantasy, satire, and horror that has become a cornerstone of modern fantasy literature. Peake's writing is characterized by its vivid descriptions and complex characters. more

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