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where the sky will cover me with her rough, grey hand.
Hannah Kent • Burial Rites
Chandresh’s guests remain there until just before dawn, and when they do finally depart there are three times the number of diagrams and plans and notes than there had been when they arrived, strewn and pinned around the study like maps to an unknown treasure.
Erin Morgenstern • The Night Circus
The woman had made an approving sound,
Hanya Yanagihara • A Little Life: The Million-Copy Bestseller (Picador Collection)
Mercy’s mother was sheathed in a violet dress and wore silver chains in her hair and around her neck, all set with amethysts. Her hair drifted like part of the shadows, and she tapped black lips with fingernails of purple crystal as she walked.
Will Wight • Dreadgod (Cradle Book 11)
She leant towards me. I smelt soap and glue and the leather of her apron.