Some days simply lay on you like stones. — Patrick Rothfuss, The Slow Regard of Silent Things
Some days simply lay on you like stones. — Patrick Rothfuss, The Slow Regard of Silent Things
Some days simply lay on you like stones. — Patrick Rothfuss, The Slow Regard of Silent Things
Some days simply lay on you like stones. — Patrick Rothfuss, The Slow Regard of Silent Things
Some days simply lay on you like stones. — Patrick Rothfuss, The Slow Regard of Silent Things
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Some days simply lay on you like stones.

— Patrick Rothfuss, The Slow Regard of Silent Things
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