“The sun glared down upon the thick cobblestone walls, leaving stark, vivid shadows contrasting with the blinding bright reflections. The spiked shadows of the portcullis loomed like the twisted teeth of the long lost dragons. [...] Tantalising smells wafted from… — Benedict Fetsch Copy Share Image
Everything looks stark and vivid and frozen, as though drawn precisely and outlined in ink - parents' smiles frozen, camera flashes blinding, mouths open and white teeth glinstening, dark glossy hair and deep blue sky and unrelenting light, everyone drowning… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image