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Son of the moon ll by Sus

“The earth will spin, the stars will rearrange themselves around one another and the world will crawl with the dead who one day will drop into nothingness: no humans left for them to scent, no flesh for them to crave. Everything- all of us will simply cease to be.

They’ll find peace only when we’re all dead.” 

-Carrie Ryan, The Dark and Hollow Places