And now in a twilight once more lit by candles, the age of

And now in a twilight once more lit by candles, the age of electricity having come and gone

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In "Station Eleven" by Emily St. John Mandel, the narrative explores a post-apocalyptic world where civilization has collapsed, leading to a return to simpler, candlelit living. The mention of twilight signifies a transitional period, highlighting a sense of nostalgia for the past while adapting to a new reality without modern conveniences like electricity.

The novel delves into the themes of survival, the importance of storytelling, and the persistence of art amid...

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