We fall from womb to tomb, from one blackness and toward another, remembering little of the one and knowing nothing of t — Stephen King, Danse Macabre
We fall from womb to tomb, from one blackness and toward another, remembering little of the one and knowing nothing of t — Stephen King, Danse Macabre
We fall from womb to tomb, from one blackness and toward another, remembering little of the one and knowing nothing of t — Stephen King, Danse Macabre
We fall from womb to tomb, from one blackness and toward another, remembering little of the one and knowing nothing of t — Stephen King, Danse Macabre
We fall from womb to tomb, from one blackness and toward another, remembering little of the one and knowing nothing of t — Stephen King, Danse Macabre
We fall from womb to tomb, from one blackness and toward another, remembering little of the one and knowing nothing of t — Stephen King, Danse Macabre
We fall from womb to tomb, from one blackness and toward another, remembering little of the one and knowing nothing of t — Stephen King, Danse Macabre
We fall from womb to tomb, from one blackness and toward another, remembering little of the one and knowing nothing of t — Stephen King, Danse Macabre
We fall from womb to tomb, from one blackness and toward another, remembering little of the one and knowing nothing of t — Stephen King, Danse Macabre
We fall from womb to tomb, from one blackness and toward another, remembering little of the one and knowing nothing of t — Stephen King, Danse Macabre
We fall from womb to tomb, from one blackness and toward another, remembering little of the one and knowing nothing of t — Stephen King, Danse Macabre
We fall from womb to tomb, from one blackness and toward another, remembering little of the one and knowing nothing of t — Stephen King, Danse Macabre
We fall from womb to tomb, from one blackness and toward another, remembering little of the one and knowing nothing of t — Stephen King, Danse Macabre
We fall from womb to tomb, from one blackness and toward another, remembering little of the one and knowing nothing of t — Stephen King, Danse Macabre
We fall from womb to tomb, from one blackness and toward another, remembering little of the one and knowing nothing of t — Stephen King, Danse Macabre
We fall from womb to tomb, from one blackness and toward another, remembering little of the one and knowing nothing of t — Stephen King, Danse Macabre
We fall from womb to tomb, from one blackness and toward another, remembering little of the one and knowing nothing of t — Stephen King, Danse Macabre
We fall from womb to tomb, from one blackness and toward another, remembering little of the one and knowing nothing of t — Stephen King, Danse Macabre
We fall from womb to tomb, from one blackness and toward another, remembering little of the one and knowing nothing of t — Stephen King, Danse Macabre
We fall from womb to tomb, from one blackness and toward another, remembering little of the one and knowing nothing of t — Stephen King, Danse Macabre
We fall from womb to tomb, from one blackness and toward another, remembering little of the one and knowing nothing of t — Stephen King, Danse Macabre
We fall from womb to tomb, from one blackness and toward another, remembering little of the one and knowing nothing of t — Stephen King, Danse Macabre
We fall from womb to tomb, from one blackness and toward another, remembering little of the one and knowing nothing of t — Stephen King, Danse Macabre
We fall from womb to tomb, from one blackness and toward another, remembering little of the one and knowing nothing of t — Stephen King, Danse Macabre
We fall from womb to tomb, from one blackness and toward another, remembering little of the one and knowing nothing of t — Stephen King, Danse Macabre
We fall from womb to tomb, from one blackness and toward another, remembering little of the one and knowing nothing of t — Stephen King, Danse Macabre
We fall from womb to tomb, from one blackness and toward another, remembering little of the one and knowing nothing of t — Stephen King, Danse Macabre
We fall from womb to tomb, from one blackness and toward another, remembering little of the one and knowing nothing of t — Stephen King, Danse Macabre
We fall from womb to tomb, from one blackness and toward another, remembering little of the one and knowing nothing of t — Stephen King, Danse Macabre
We fall from womb to tomb, from one blackness and toward another, remembering little of the one and knowing nothing of t — Stephen King, Danse Macabre
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We fall from womb to tomb, from one blackness and toward another, remembering little of the one and knowing nothing of the other ... except through faith.

— Stephen King, Danse Macabre
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