Wordsmitten Wednesday: Paper and Fire

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The book in the harness on his chest was proof of everything he’d hoped for the past six months. But hope was a malicious, jagged thing, all spikes and razors that churned and cut deep in his guts. Hope was a great deal like fear.
Paper and Fire, Rachel Caine

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