"I carried them in my fingers, like suitcases. Or I'd throw them over my shoulder. It was only the children I carried in my arms."
A largely instrumental mix for a book thief, a jewish fist-fighter, a boy with hair the color of lemons, and our beloved narrator, haunted by humans.
Art by the lovely lorellashray on tumblr, edit by me, though it doesn't do the art justice.
(Also for the 15 Days of Fanmix: dedicated to a friend. For Elizabeth. Happy Holidays, my friend.)