“ ……We're the real countries, not the boundaries drawn on maps with the names of powerful men. I know you'll come and carry me out into the Palace of Winds. That's what I've wanted: to walk in such a place with you, with friends, on the earth without maps. The lamp has gone ou
We die rich with lovers and tribes,tastes we have swallowed,bodies we have entered. I know you'll come and carry me out into the palace of winds, that's all I've wanted.