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441 pages, Hardcover
First published October 22, 2024
Just twenty-four fucking hours until they crossed the fucking Border and nothing Lowry didn't know, for fuck's sake, that Jack hadn't told him, and he didn't know anything, fuck. Not for fucking real. The world felt like it was in shackles and the only fucking way to deal with that shit was to become so abso-fucking-lutely free he could claim his existence as an act of fucking defiance.And just....no. That's repulsive. It's amateur-writer-writes-an-angry-character-for-the-first-time bad. I'm not doing it.
He paused only to listen to the silence--to hear that above the sound of his own breathing, it was cut through with the chitter of bats, the chirps of flying squirrels. A natural silence, then, full of unconsidered life.
It was an anthropological nightmare, this festering need to hold on to the foundation of your vision, your prior frame of reference.