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Fear was supposed to be born of nightshade and thunderstorms; it wasn’t supposed to exist beneath the blue of a summer sky. There should have been storm clouds on the horizon, at least some hint of forewarning, but all the skyline held were cottony tufts of white.
The Bird Eater
Ania Ahlborn
The gouts and glooms of the woodland passed across her book,
Ada, or Ardor
Vladimir Nabokov
The champagne tickled the roof of my mouth—distant, dusty sparkle, bottled in a happier year when my mother was still alive.
The Goldfinch
Donna Tartt
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