The thing’s breath was unbelievable, like a dead animal soaked in sewage and garlic wine. Was that what the digestion of words smelled like?
Scott Lynch, In the Stacks [Amazon]
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rules were against rights and rights against rules, and a ghost in the fire was a ghost in the street, and the thing that had been was the thing that was to be and it was coming, was coming; what was coming; what but herself?
Charles Williams, Descent Into Hell [Amazon, Bookshop, Publisher, Local Library]
