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“Instead of diving into the shadows of the forest, he was a tawny lightning bolt striking the edge of a clearing that would eventually…

— Elizabeth Lim

“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

“All at once the hard, cold earth seemed to explode. The brown surface of the world dissolved and in its place was an impossible,…

— Lauren Oliver

“Weeping willows trailed their branches in the water like playful fingers.”

— Nina George

“They fluttered and rustled ceaselessly through the air from all the tree-tops and branches. A delicate silvery sound was falling constantly to earth. It…

— Felix Salten

And beyond the timeless meadows and emerald pastures, the rabbit holes and moss-covered oak and rowan trees and the "slippy sloppy" houses of frogs,…

— Susan Branch

“A brisk wind wove through the bushes, twirling the leaves so that their pale undersides fluttered towards the sun. Like children thrust suddenly into…

— Kate Morton

“they all listened intently and passed the story on in shades as varied as the turning leaves on the autumn beeches; on each occasion…

— Tessa Harris

“Dazed, she glanced around; the dark shapes of huge leaves reared above the denser dark of heavy pots, grouped upon a tiled floor. Moonlight…

— Stephanie Laurens

“How could the wind be so strong, so far inland, that cyclists coming into the town in the late afternoon looked more like sailors…

— Penelope Fitzgerald

“...is a pale desert of gigantic water-lilies. They sigh one unto the other in that solitude. And stretch towards the heaven their long and…

— Edgar Allan Poe

“The leaves were still on the trees, but were becoming dry, perched like birds ready to fly off.”

— Buchi Emecheta