Les couleurs lui faisaient mal, la joie lui faisait mal. Elle n’était que le pâle reflet de la Wendy triomphante de jadis. Elle griffonnait des pages entières, des plans, des regrets, des poèmes d’une tristesse innommable.

-Cameron Valciano

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