If this were a made-up story, it would begin at night, with a storm blowing and owls hooting and rattling noises under the bed. — Darren Shan Copy Share Image
The sky is changed,-and such a change! O night And storm and darkness! ye are wondrous strong, Yet lovely in your strength, as is the light Of a dark eye in woman! Far along, From peak to peak, the rattling… — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
