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“Volevo solo che andassero via. E volevo che rimanessero. Volevo poter di nuovo giocare come giocavo una volta. Volevo che tutto fosse di nuovo com'era una volta.”

Quote by David Almond

Book:Skellig
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Skellig

This book is a blend of fantasy and realism, following the story of a young boy named Michael who finds an injured creature, later revealed to be an extraterrestrial being, in his family's garage. The narrative delves into the boy's growing friendship with the creature, his struggle with his Catholic faith, and the mysterious nature of the creature itself. more

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David Almond
David Almond

David Almond is a British author renowned for his unique literary style and contributions to children's literature. His works often explore complex themes of life, deeply loved by readers. more

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