It's not about surviving. It should be about love. When you know love...that's what makes this life worth it. When you live with it everyday. Wake up with it, hold on to it during the thunder and after a nightmare. When love is your refuge from the death that surrounds us all and when it fills you so tight that you can't express it.
Carrie RyanMots clés young-adult ya zombies carrie-ryan the-forest-of-hands-and-teeth ya-lit
The morning sun burned away the mist so the valley below is now clear. The scope of what I see drowns out every other sense: There's no river, no water. Instead, hundreds of feet below the bridge the ground shifts and writhes. At first I think maybe it's a field of some sort but then individual colors begin to pull apart.
And all at once I understand what it is. Like a river flooding its banks, the entire valley is full of Mudo. The sound is not that of a raging waterfall but the pounding of two hundred million feet. The moans of a hundred million mouths. They pour through the valley, more people than I have ever seen. More people than I ever thought could have existed in one world. And they sense me, reach for me but are trapped by the mountains.
Mots clés carrie-ryan the-dead-tossed-waves
Would you leave your world for me?" he asks.
"I might." she tells him. She wonders how the world ever fell apart with this much love in it.
Mots clés carrie-ryan the-forest-of-hands-and-teeth hare-moon
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