“Winter had stripped the garden and grounds to their bones. Dead grass crunched beneath Michael’s boots as he and Ada walked toward… — Zoe Archer Copy Share Image
“Would that the dead were not dead! But there is grass that must be eaten, pellets that must be chewed, hraka that… — Richard Adams Copy Share Image
“Frost had built on the dead grass, and it skirled beneath his feet. If not for this sound he’d have thought himself… — Denis Johnson Copy Share Image
“It was the kind of snow that didn't amount to anything on the ground. It would just dust the dead grass. The… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
