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“And you don’t feel something alive in books? Haven’t you ever felt the kiss of fabled winds brush across your face?� Lęina whispered. “Haven’t you ever found yourself floating in an infinite space? Haven’t you shed tears for characters you’ve never known? Felt emotions that can’t possibly be your own?�
She could smell sadness like a fragrance sprayed in the air. Something young girls dotted behind their ears. She smelled the way men carried sadness in their chests, always given to them by their fathers, or a girl who broke their heart.
“Does that mean we can never change?� Angelo shook his head.
“I think we can always change.� Angelo shrugged. “You just have to be willing to walk away from the pain.�
pain was like rain� You could only avoid the storm when you let it fall.
