“He stretched himself to his full height, and raising his arms, grasped the branches upon either side, his feet held firmly in the twisting roots. Gently yet strongly the tree held him, and he could have shouted aloud in gladness. Perhaps he did shout; he didn’t know. The whole air seemed crashing with music and ablaze with light.” Pg 104
The most beautiful description of a sunrise I’ve ever read.
— Mar 16, 2026 06:02PM
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