Ignite the flame that will help you guide your way through the darkness and return with a story to tell.

Purgatory Canto XIII

Covered with sackcloth vile they seemed to me, / And one sustained the other with his shoulder, / And all of them were by the bank sustained.

“But who are you, so eager to inquire

about us here — you with your eyes unsewn,

so I would guess, and breathing out your words?”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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