birds, rainstorms or snow

By spinsterstale

on the road

30 Day Book Challenge, Day 17: Shortest book you've read

"When the breath of a daemon smiteth a human, his heels no longer rest on the earth; as in a whirlwind his soul is tossed without cease; the warp of his soul burneth brightly, like a fire on which oil has been poured."
-The Wolf's Bride: a tale from Estonia, by Aino Kallas

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