“ Still, experience has taught me that knowing one's enemy is key to winning any battle. ”
Perhaps because it seems so appropriate, I don't notice the rain. It falls in sheets, a blanket of silvery thread rushing to the hard almost-winter ground. Still, I stand without moving at the side of the coffin.
~ Michelle Zink
Its emptiness is more than the lack of living, breathing beings. It is the unread pages of the many books that reside on the shelves throughout the room I should hot have thought one could tell when books have gone unread, but after the company of Birchwood's well-loved library it is as if I can hear these books whispering, their pages grasping and reaching for an audience.
The day is like a diamond, all beautiful warmth on the outside but without any heat to accompany it.
Alice will always be a beautiful mystery. It is one I am content not to solve.I can love her now in her lovely darkness. -Amalia Milthorpe
