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“You are so high in the tree.If you jumpyou will live a full lifewhile falling.You will get marriedto a hummingbirdand raise beautiful part- hummingbirds. You will die of cancerin mid-air. I will not lie. It will be painful. You are a brave little boyor girl.”

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Zachary Schomburg

Zachary Schomburg is a contemporary author known for his unique literary style and profound thematic explorations. His works often blend history, fantasy, and reality, enjoying great popularity among readers. more

“A few birds flew out from the mountains and glided for a while without sound. Standing out against the sky on high slopes beyond a range of low hills, they saw an endless herd of deer, rendered mute by distance. The landscape was reminiscent of a cardboard cutout, but on a huge scale, which gave the impression they were the ones who had become miniatures...All three of them were equally lost.”

Three Lost Sound Saws Sky Huge Mountain Lows Bird Standing Distance Scales Endless Impression Hills Landscape Range Standing Out Flew Herds Deer Mute Slopes Miniatures

Book:The Hare

Source: The Hare

“These flowers will be rotten in a couple hours. Birds will crap on them. The smoke here will make them stink, and tomorrow a bulldozer will probably run over them, but for right now they are so beautiful.”

Running Beautiful Hours Flower Couple Tomorrow Right Now Bird Smoke Crap Rotten Stink Bulldozers

Book:Survivor: A Novel

Source: Survivor: A Novel

“Very well! he said. You shall prove your worth by facing me in a joust! I'd never heard of an undead lich king challenging someone to a joust. Especially not in a subterranean burial chamber. All right, I said uncertainly. But won't we be needing horses for that? Not horses, he replied, stepping away from his throne. Birds.”

Wells Said Challenges Heard Kings Prove Bird Horse Thrones Chamber Burial Undead Stepping Away

Author:Ernest Cline

“...and the cries of the birds and the uproar of the monkeys became more and more remote, and the world became eternally sad. The men on the expedition felt overwhelmed by their most ancient memories in that paradise of dampness and silence, going back to before original sin, as their boots sank into pools of steaming oil and their machetes destroyed bloody lilies and golden salamanders.”

“The birds, the poets of the animal creation - what though they never get beyond the lyrical! - awoke to utter their own joy, and awake like joy in others of God's children.”

Children Joy Animal Creation Poet Bird Awake Lyrical

Book:The Complete Works of George MacDonald: Novels, Short Stories, Poetry, Theological Writings & Essays (Illustrated): The Princess and the Goblin, Phantastes, At the Back of the North Wind, Lilith, England’s Antiphon, David Elginbrod, Malcolm, The Light Princess, The Golden Key and many more

Source: The Complete Works of George MacDonald: Novels, Short Stories, Poetry, Theological Writings & Essays (Illustrated): The Princess and the Goblin, Phantastes, At the Back of the North Wind, Lilith, England’s Antiphon, David Elginbrod, Malcolm, The Light Princess, The Golden Key and many more

“From across the woods, as if by common accord, birds left their trees and darted upward. I joined them, flew amount them, they did not recognize me as something apart from them, and I was happy, so happy, because for the first time in years, and forevermore, I had not killed, and never would.”

Ifs Years Firsts Left Common Tree Amount Bird First Time Woods Accord Flew

Book:Tenth of December: Stories

Source: Tenth of December: Stories

“She seemed to belong to that pagan, primitive kingdom of birds and forests where everything was infinitely abundant, wild, blooming, and royal in its perpetual decay, death, and rebirth; illicit and clashing with the human world.”

World Humans Bird Kingdoms Forests Perpetual Decay Primitive Royal Rebirth Pagan Blooming Death And Rebirth

Book:The Painted Bird

Source: The Painted Bird

“He imagines Owens' body dotted with saltwater reservoirs just below the skin. An entire wetland, populated with tiny fish and birds, thriving in his agitation. A species of dwarf crocodile lazing beside an artery.”

Body Imagine Bird Skins Species Fishes Tiny Dwarfs Agitation Reservoirs Dwarves Crocodiles Arteries Wetlands

Author:Lisa Ling

“The carnal contact side by side, from heel to armpit, brings shudders that shake up nature like the flights of nocturnal birds.”