Katabasis Seraphic Trains Quotes

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Sarah Monette
“The man wore black velvet, and on every branch of his wide-spreading antlers a tiny white candle burned serenely, anchored in its own wax. The man’s dark, lambent eyes met Sean’s, and Sean knew, then and ever after, that the stag-headed man understood him and loved him as no one in his life would.”
Sarah Monette, Somewhere Beneath Those Waves

Sarah Monette
“A river flows through the city’s heart, sullen and sluggish, but brown and hungry and strong. And the city itself is a snarl, a brawl, a festered wound. It seethes and rails and bides its time.”
Sarah Monette, Somewhere Beneath Those Waves

Sarah Monette
“The first time he had seen her, the first time he had looked into her eyes, he had thought he saw his Stag of Candles reflected there. He had been trying to find that reflection again ever since, but all he ever saw was himself.”
Sarah Monette, Somewhere Beneath Those Waves

Sarah Monette
“Tonight she understood what the song was trying to say, that the truth was still beautiful, even if it came out of something painful and ugly and heart-breaking.”
Sarah Monette, Somewhere Beneath Those Waves

Sarah Monette
“Its voice was the voice of clockwork mechanism, full of rust and oil, dust and dead spiders and fragments of macerated time.”
Sarah Monette, Somewhere Beneath Those Waves

Sarah Monette
“His poetry was a bouquet of dead, rotting roses, a sickness, a canker, a stupid, self-indulgent delusion.”
Sarah Monette, Somewhere Beneath Those Waves