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“My fingers hurt, but I played anyway. I played until my fingers bled on the strings. I played until the sun shone through the trees. I played until my arms ached. I played, trying not to remember, until I fell asleep.” – Kvothe, The Name of the Wind, Chapter Sixteen (via thekingkillerchronicle)
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