TITLE: THE GUARDIAN OF LIGHT
AUTHOR: Jeanette Winterson
TRANSLATOR: CLEAR STRAP ROCK
PUBLISHER: Oxford University Press
PAGES: 239
ISBN: 8804536748
PUBLICATION DATE: 2005
A PIECE OF PAPER:
YOU are carved into the rock that the door swings open when the moon illumina.Tu're the door at the top of the stairs that appears only in the door last six sogni.Tu prigioniero.Tu the free port on the edge of the six mondo.Tu six he opens up the door in a sea of \u200b\u200bstelle.Aprimi. Spalancami. Socchiudimi. Go through and there is anything beyond, can only be achieved as well. From you. Now. In this isolated moment in time that encompasses a lifetime.
AUTHOR: Jeanette Winterson
TRANSLATOR: CLEAR STRAP ROCK
PUBLISHER: Oxford University Press
PAGES: 239
ISBN: 8804536748
PUBLICATION DATE: 2005
THE PLOT OF THE BOOK:
orphan, is adopted by the small Silver Pew, a kind and mysterious character who lives in the lighthouse at Cape Wrath. When dealing tenderly with her, the Pew tells old stories focused on desire, on the eradication, the links and absences that mark our lives. The special tells the story of Babel Dark, a nineteenth local reverend who lived two lives, one public and one private shrouded in darkness bathed in light. Pew's stories are opened before the eyes of Silver as a map to follow to penetrate into its darkness. Small modern-day Ulysses, Silver began as a journey into the stories we tell ourselves, stories of love and loss, passion and desire.
orphan, is adopted by the small Silver Pew, a kind and mysterious character who lives in the lighthouse at Cape Wrath. When dealing tenderly with her, the Pew tells old stories focused on desire, on the eradication, the links and absences that mark our lives. The special tells the story of Babel Dark, a nineteenth local reverend who lived two lives, one public and one private shrouded in darkness bathed in light. Pew's stories are opened before the eyes of Silver as a map to follow to penetrate into its darkness. Small modern-day Ulysses, Silver began as a journey into the stories we tell ourselves, stories of love and loss, passion and desire.
A PIECE OF PAPER:
YOU are carved into the rock that the door swings open when the moon illumina.Tu're the door at the top of the stairs that appears only in the door last six sogni.Tu prigioniero.Tu the free port on the edge of the six mondo.Tu six he opens up the door in a sea of \u200b\u200bstelle.Aprimi. Spalancami. Socchiudimi. Go through and there is anything beyond, can only be achieved as well. From you. Now. In this isolated moment in time that encompasses a lifetime.
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