Marina

“The raven flew up and away. Shadow looked at the corpse of the baby deer. He decided that if he were a real woodsman, he would slice off a steak and grill it over a wood fire. Instead, he sat on a fallen tree and ate a Snickers bar and knew that he really wasn’t a real woodsman.”
― Anonymous

“What am I doing here?” asked Shadow. “In Lakeside, I mean. Not in the world.”
― Anonymous