He had a brief but vivid memory of being seven years old at his grandmother’s vineyard in Nortcoor, looking… — James S. A. Corey
He had a brief but vivid memory of being seven years old at his grandmother’s vineyard in Nortcoor, looking into the night sky and seeing it for the first time as infinity towering above him like God, only worse because it was real.
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