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She moved with a thrilling quickness, gestures sudden and light, always perched on the edge of her chair like some long elegant marsh-bird about to startle and fly away. I loved the sandalwood perfume she wore, rough and unexpected, and I loved the rustle of her starched shirt when she swooped down to kiss me on the forehead. And her laugh was enough to make you want to kick over what you were doing and follow her down the street.
The Goldfinch
Donna Tartt
“The things we believe as children: they never leave us, do they? They’re just waiting for time to roll around, and us to start believing in them all over again.
The Damnation Game
Clive Barker
the sky was not truly light but merely dreaming pale dreams.
The Ten Thousand Doors of January
Alix E. Harrow
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