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“She turned to the sunlight
And shook her yellow head,
And whispered to her neighbor:
"Winter is dead.”
― When We Were Very Young
And shook her yellow head,
And whispered to her neighbor:
"Winter is dead.”
― When We Were Very Young
“Nostalgia in reverse, the longing for yet another strange land, grew especially strong in spring.”
― Mary
― Mary
“A cold wind raced across the surrounding fields of wild grass, turning the land into a heaving dark-green ocean. It sighed up through the branches of cherry trees and rattled the thick leaves. Sometimes a cherry would break loose, tumble in the gale, fall and split, filling the night with its fragrance. The air was iron and loam and growth.
He walked and tried to pull these things into his lungs, the silence and coolness of them.
But someone was screaming, deep inside him. Someone was talking. ("Hunger")”
― Shock!
He walked and tried to pull these things into his lungs, the silence and coolness of them.
But someone was screaming, deep inside him. Someone was talking. ("Hunger")”
― Shock!
“Because the birdsong might be pretty,
But it's not for you they sing,
And if you think my winter is too cold,
You don't deserve my spring.”
―
But it's not for you they sing,
And if you think my winter is too cold,
You don't deserve my spring.”
―
“Oh, but you must travel through those woods again and again... said a shadow at the window... and you must be lucky to avoid the wolf every time...
But the wolf... the wolf only needs enough luck to find you once.”
― Through the Woods
But the wolf... the wolf only needs enough luck to find you once.”
― Through the Woods
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