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“...a ripple of silence came toward me. As if the wood thrushes and squirrels and moths held their breath while something passed by. My bow was already strung. Quietly, I loosely nocked an arrow. Closer and closer the silence crept. The trees seemed to lean in, their entwined branches locking tighter, a living cage keeping even the smallest of birds from soaring out of the canopy.” — Sarah J. Maas
...a ripple of silence came toward me. As if the wood thrushes and squirrels and moths held their breath while something passed by.
My bow was already strung. Quietly, I loosely nocked an arrow. Closer and closer the silence crept.
The trees seemed to lean in, their entwined branches locking tighter, a living cage keeping even the smallest of birds from soaring out of the canopy.