you prisoner. Wind themselves around your limbs like spider silk, and when
you are so enthralled you cannot move, they pierce your skin, enter your blood,
numb your thoughts. Inside you they work their magic.
- Diane Setterfield
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| By Daniela Tieni |
Wednesday, March 11, 2015
on reading - diane setterfield
There is something about words. In expert hands, manipulated deftly, they take
you prisoner. Wind themselves around your limbs like spider silk, and when
you are so enthralled you cannot move, they pierce your skin, enter your blood,
numb your thoughts. Inside you they work their magic.
- Diane Setterfield
you prisoner. Wind themselves around your limbs like spider silk, and when
you are so enthralled you cannot move, they pierce your skin, enter your blood,
numb your thoughts. Inside you they work their magic.
- Diane Setterfield
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