Erika

“Spring had let go of Winter's hand and was reaching out to Summer”
― Michael J. Sullivan, Age of Myth

“Fools believe silence is a void needing to be filled; the wise understand there's no such thing as silence.”
― Michael J. Sullivan, Age of Myth

“Snowflakes spiraled downward, settling on her hair and eyelashes. Silence had enveloped the normally bustling street, the quiet so profound that she could almost hear the ice crystals chiming in the clouds: a high, chalky, clear ringing, as though someone were tapping the highest keys on a piano far above the rooftops.”
― Margaret Rogerson, Sorcery of Thorns

“Caught early enough, the waking forest had no time to disguise itself into something mundane. This was a place of enchantments, a place where anything could happen.”
― Michael J. Sullivan, Age of Myth