(voice)...it was honey, smoke, crystal, fire, wind, water, earth.

“The room was bright and white and still and silent, but soundless sound roared …”

“Walter Parmenter sometimes seemed to his daughter a restless subterranean force…”

“There was no moon at all, and a faint silver peppering of starts fardly showed …”

“...heavy satin that fell like spilled syrup...”