#moo

The worst part was the silence. Death was supposed to be loud — gunshots, explosions, screams and thunder. Not this eerie quiet that wrapped around me like a shroud. ↗

— Karen Chance

#hunt-the-moon #death

She surveyed the carnage behind him. "Did you have fun?" He showed her his teeth. "Yes. ↗

— Ilona Andrews

#cerise #death #ilona-andrews #the-edge #william

They were way more interested in learning the alphabet or whatever than they were in learning how to rip a moose in half with their bare hands. Then make a helmet out of its skull. Then to use that helmet to help kill more moose. Collect the skull helmets. Combine. Assemble. Super moose skull helmet. Infinite power. ↗

— Bratniss Everclean

#power #death

[...] Y'know, the Duchess Regan is living here at the tower now? I took your advice about not talking about her boffnacity [footnote], even with the duke dead and all, can't be too careful. Although, I caught sight of her in a dressing gown one day she was up on the parapet outside her solar. Fine flanks on that princess, despite the danger of death and all for sayin' so, sir." -Yeomen Aye, the lady is fair, and her gadonk as fine as frog fur [...]" -Pocket footnote: Boffnacity: an expression of shagnatiousness, fit. from the Latin boffusnatious ↗

— Christopher Moore

#fool #death

Mrs Darley, I noticed, always had her corn dolly amidst an arrangement of cornflowers and poppies (albeit they were artificial!). The corn, I was to later understand, represented the God, the red poppies his sacrificial blood and the blue cornflowers his death and this is something I still adhere to today. ↗

— Carole Carlton

#carole-carlton #corn-doll #corn-dolls #corn-dolly #cornflower

Lady Moon rose an' gazed o'er my busted'n'beautsome Valleys with silv'ry'n'sorryin' eyes, an' the dingos mourned for the died uns. ↗

— David Mitchell

#death #description #destruction #moon #mourning

I want to lose weight by eating nothing but moon pies, which have significantly less gravity than earthier foods such as fruits and vegetables. ↗

— Jarod Kintz

#diet #earth #fruit #funny #gravity

Now come the whispers bearing bouquets of moonbeams and sunlight tremblings. ↗

— Aberjhani

#love #lovers #moonbeams #moonlight #national-poetry-month

We both wondered whether these contradictions that one can't avoid if one begins to think of time and space may not really be proofs that the whole of life is a dream, and the moon and stars bits of nightmare. ↗

— Arthur Machen

#horror #moon #reality #space #stars

Neruda had his first dream, First meeting with the Moon and the Sun In sunny La Mancha, hiding in his heart, Where he learned how to sing like a nightingale. ↗

— Dejan Stojanovic

#heart #la-mancha #moon #neruda #nightingale