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But on this dry desert my friend, I have been thirsty for love and hungry for tolerance. But someday, I know I'll be able to love when the sympathy flowers are In bloom and hell is When you can't be able to love says Dostoievski, And it's true. and I know that knowledge is a deadly friend And that logic a ghastly fellow; Yeah, I know, my friend, I know... But you see they've dug nails into my heart; My heart is blue.
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Okunma: 02 Haziran 2024 00:00
Disappointment. Let’s be fr right now, this is just horrible writing. Any 9th grader could write better than this. Unlike Fourth Wing, I struggled while reading this one. Because it drags and drags and it’s like we’re stuck in a loop. Everything about this book is repetitive. FW had problems, but all those problems get even worse in IF. It’s so badly written that all those pivotal moments fell flat and ended up being anticlimactic as hell. It never got a reaction out of me. Obviously, this was a filler book. I’m still invested in the story, I love these characters and i’m obsessed with these dragons. Especially Andarna. So yeah, you’ll definitely catch me reading the third book.
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I'm the pure traveler, I come from fields where the sun never runs away, And from valleys where the sun never runs away, And from valleys where rivers used to flow. But on this dry desert my friend, I have been thirsty for love and hungry for tolerance. But someday, I knov I'll be able to love when the sympathy flowers are In bloom and hell is When you cant' be able to love says Dostoievski, And it's true. and I know that knowledge is a deadly friend And that logic a ghastly fellow; Yeah, I know, my friend, I know... But you see they've dug nails into my heart; My heart is blue. Tears! Lo! I'm crying! BUT RAİN PEOPLE NEVER CRY? Pull the nails out men, pull the nails out, And be ready will bells and drums For the song of tolerance and joy!!! 'CAUSE WE ARE THE PURE TRAVELERS!
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