“Somewhere I’d heard, or invented perhaps, that the only pleasures found during a waning moon are misfortunes in disguise. Superstition aside, I… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
The sun that brief December day Rose cheerless over hills of gray, And, darkly circled, gave at noon A sadder light than… — John Greenleaf Whittier Copy Share Image
“A waning moon hung over the cityscape like a Cheshire cat’s looming smile.” — Sierra Dean Copy Share Image
“At dusk, on the last day of April, I hear a calling noise, like a white-winged barn owl, and I go to… — Philippa Gregory Copy Share Image
