It was as if I was right there with Magellan, following every curve of his pen as he wrote down his words to his beloved ones confiding his secret. I had become the ink, and...
—Celma Ribeiro
I had finally become aware of how much I was capable of, how little I had to lose, and how deep into Douglas’s soft sand I had sunk. Magellan’s letters, which Douglas had recited, had...
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