Wood Thrush Quotes

“But then a voice reached out to him across the leagues of his own vast terror. A silver voice, gentle and serene yet cutting like a blade through any boundaries or walls.
Won't you follow me?
The cat opened his eyes. Sure enough, the blindness pressed in upon him, sickening his gut. But the voice still sang, and when he turn his head to the sound, he was able-if only just-to discern figures moving up ahead of him.
And so, not for the first time in his life, he walked Death's Path.”
― Anne Elisabeth Stengl, Golden Daughter