The goodness of the world grew like moss in cracks, she thought. It grew, somehow, with hidden roots, nourished by something unseen.
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About K.J. Bishop, The Etched City
K.J. Bishop, The Etched City.
The goodness of the world grew like moss in cracks, she thought. It grew, somehow, with hidden roots, nourished by something unseen.
K.J. Bishop, The Etched City.