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“Out of a still, clear day, the wind suddenly picked up. It bowed the grass in his direction, unaccountably lifting his spirits and making…

— Nancy Pickard

“Staring into the woods. In the half-light, he looked wild-an animal that would melt into the shadows ...”

— M. Pierce

“Magical flowers were humming. The turf slopes cradled *him.* Beasts of a fabulous elegance were circulating. Storm clouds were piling up on the rising…

— Arthur Rimbaud

“Such a dark green, his eyes. They reminded her of the forest, of all the dangers lying dormant behind that verdant cloak of leaves.”

— Nenia Campbell

“The image of him shifted with the violent frenzy of leaves. He was there and he wasn’t, as the leaves whipped and the lightning…

— Gwenn Wright

“He must have looked up at an unfamiliar sky through frightening leaves and shivered as he found what a grotesque thing a rose is.…

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

“If he was the sweet, terrifying darkness, I was the glittering light that only his shadows could make clear.”

— Sarah J. Maas

“Then starting home, he walked toward the trees, and under them, leaving behind him the big sky, the whisper of wind voices in the…

— Truman Capote

“I recall the gentle whispers of the autumn wind and our long walks on crunchy leaves.”

— Bhuwan Thapaliya

“He retrieved the words from somewhere long forgotten. They floated through the foggy recesses of his mind, plucked from the dark and released into…

— R. W. Patterson

“As he enjoyed the evening, his eyes kept being drawn to the shadow by the shed. Something was in the shadow. It looked like…

— C.L. McCourt

“And then the night wind, cool through arches of the years, came hounding after me.”

— Roger Zelazny