Because the road was steep and long, and through a dark and lonely land, God set upon my lips a song, and put a lantern in my hand. ~ Joyce Kilmer
A Lantern In My Hand
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The Book of Lost Things by John Connolly
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Stories wanted to be read, David’s mother would whisper. They needed it. It was the reason they forced themselves from their world into ours. They wanted us to give them life.