“As he looked down at her face, first light was slanting through the room. He would have said she was at peace, except that there was no one there. A skull. Some skin.”
(John Harvey – In A True Light)
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Year of the heretics
In 1945, during the final moments of the Second World War, life was not easy—even on the remote and idyllic island of Amrun. People are div...
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