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“The Cold Leech eats cold nothingness and shits hot, vital being. It is a demiurge, a little god in a thumb-sized shape, a miniature sun-
With a hairbrush handle you scrape the Cold Leeches off your windowpane. They fall off the glass. Immediately cool creeps back in. You do not care that they are miracles. You need your sleep. You have work tomorrow.”
― Zedeck Siew, Creatures of Near Kingdoms

“but in his one hand he held a holly-bundle,
that is greatest in greenery where groves are leafless,
and an axe in the other, ugly and monstrous,
a ruthless weapon aright for one in rhyme to describe:
the head was as large and as long as an ellwand,
a branch of green steel and of beaten gold;
the bit, burnished bright and broad at the edge,
as well shaped for shearing as sharp razors;
the stern was a stout staff, by which sternly he gripped it,
all bound with iron about to the base of the handle,
and engraved in green in graceful patterns,
lapped round with a lanyard that was lashed to the head
and down the length of the haft was looped many times;
and tassels of price were tied there in plenty
to bosses of the bright green, braided most richly.”
― Christopher Tolkien, Sir Gawain and the Green Knight, Pearl, and Sir Orfeo

“No live organism can continue for long to exist sanely under conditions of absolute reality; even larks and katydids are supposed, by some, to dream. Hill House, not sane, stood by itself against its hills, holding darkness within; it had stood so for eighty years and might stand for eighty more. Within, walls continued upright, bricks met neatly, floors were firm, and doors were sensibly shut; silence lay steadily against the wood and stone of Hill House, and whatever walked there, walked alone.”
― Shirley Jackson, The Haunting of Hill House

“We have served our purpose; made a shining time between the Dark and the Dark. Merlin said that it would be as though all things drew on to the golden glory of the sunset. But then it will all be over."
Lancelot said, "We shall have made such a blaze, that men will remember us on the other side of the Dark.”
― Rosemary Sutcliff, The Sword and the Circle: King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table