Quote by Brian Francis Slattery

“How was the light today?” “Big. Hot. Yellow-white. The sky’s blue was like a drumbeat. I watched the black tree shadows revolve. When the…

— Glen Duncan

“Finally the man noticed the sun cresting the horizon and the air growing colder with every passing minute. Soon it would be night. They…

— Darrell Pitt

“...he could feel hot tears coming to his eyes as the image of that night, outside the house as the November wind blew black…

— David Nickle

“He just wanted to get through his uninteresting day, so he could cross over into the night, and find his way to the red…

— Allie Burke

“Outside the window, a bank of clouds appeared on the horizon, inching slowly across the sky, finally slipping across the Moon and blocking out…

— Dan Brown

“His eyes settled due west and gazed through the silhouetted, leaf-bare branches to the now-black rolling hills of the mountains he called home. The…

— Teresa Tysinger

“He speaks on, words washing over me, the way that sunlight skips over the surface of water and filters into the depths below, lighting…

— Lauren Oliver

“The jet-black sky behind him was reflected in this smile, and under the soft candlelight, it seemed to radiate with the brilliance of the…

— Tang Qi

“Things stood still, not a leaf trembled on the branches, while the sky slowly lost its color and became an expanse that looked like…

— Ayn Rand

“Shadows were too black, and when a breeze stirred the trees, the shadows changed in a disquieting way.”

— Stephen King

“I draw the light with my fingers, and it seems to spark in response. And it’s then that the magic of this place, this…

— Kirsty Eagar

“The light from his torch painted the barren forest in shades of his own reflection, black-haired, gray-eyed and pale for want of a touch.…

— F.T. McKinstry