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  • "The swelling night seemed full of the soft communions--anodynes for the loneliness of the dark."

    Lord Foul's Bane

    July 30, 2012

  • "Except for a large, open circle in the center of the village, the Stonedown looked as erratically laid out as if it had fallen off the mountain not long ago."

    Lord Foul's Bane

    July 29, 2012

  • "Except for a large, open circle in the center of the village, the Stonedown looked as erratically laid out as if it had fallen off the mountain not long ago."

    Lord Foul's Bane

    July 29, 2012

  • "In the twilight, he sensed his peril sneaking furtively closer to him, though he did not know what it was."

    Lord Foul's Bane

    July 29, 2012

  • "In the twilight, he sensed his peril sneaking furtively closer to him, though he did not know what it was."

    Lord Foul's Bane

    July 29, 2012

  • "Under the spell of the river, Covenant became slowly more conscious of the reassuring solidity of the Land. It was not an intangible dreamscape; it was concrete, susceptible to ascertainment."

    Lord Foul's Bane

    July 29, 2012

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    July 29, 2012

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    July 29, 2012

  • "Under the spell of the river, Covenant became slowly more conscious of the reassuring solidity of the Land. It was not an intangible dreamscape; it was concrete, susceptible to ascertainment."

    Lord Foul's Bane

    July 29, 2012

  • "He had an unexpected sense that this Land might offer him some spell with which he could conjure away his impotence, some rebirth to which he could cling even after he regained consciousness, after the Land and all its insane implications faded into the miasma of half-remembered dreams."

    Lord Foul's Bane

    July 29, 2012

  • "She was lithe and light and graceful as she ran..."

    Lord Foul's Bane

    July 29, 2012

  • "Something there is in beauty

    which grows in the soul of the beholder

    like a flower:

    fragile---

    for many are the blights

    which may waste

    the beauty

    for the beholder--

    and imperishable--

    for the beauty may die,

    or the world may die,

    but the soul in which the flower grows

    survives."

    Lord Foul's Bane

    July 29, 2012

  • "the tree shade bedizened with glints of declining sunlight.."

    Lord Foul's Bane

    July 29, 2012

  • "...'Mud?' His leper's caution quivered. 'I need soap, not more dirt.'..."

    Lord Foul's Bane

    July 29, 2012

  • "He made an effort to stifle his anxiety, and turned his attention back to his hands."

    Lord Foul's Bane, Chapter Five

    July 29, 2012

  • "He was marginally aware that Lena had moved away from him up the stream, apparently looking for something, but he was too preoccupied to wonder what she was doing."

    Lord Foul's Bane, Chapter Five

    July 29, 2012

  • "...the earth was comfortably green and sunny, and the air was both fresh and warm -- pine-aromatic, redolent with springtime."

    Lord Foul's Bane, Chapter Five

    July 29, 2012

  • "'Let's go.' Brusquely, (he) motioned for her to lead the way. She accepted his urgency with a nod, and started at once down the path"

    Lord Foul's Bane, Chapter Five

    July 29, 2012

  • "He looked up at the radiant sky, and it appeared pure, untainted by carrion eaters."

    Lord Foul's Bane, The Chronicles of Thomas Covenant the Unbeliever, BOOK ONE, Chapter Five.

    July 29, 2012