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“Ash fell from the sky. Lord Tresting frowned, glancing up at the ruddy, mid-day sky as his servants scuttled forward, opening a parasol over Tresting and his distinguished guest.”
― Brandon Sanderson, Mistborn

“To J. Halford, Esq. Dear Halford, When we were together last, you gave me a very particular and interesting account of the most remarkable occurrences of your early life, previous to our acquaintance; and then you requested a return of confidence from me.”
― Anne Brontë, The Tenant of Wildfell Hall

“Wind howled through the night, carrying a scent that would change the world. A tall Shade lifted his head and sniffed the air. He looked human except for his crimson hair and maroon eyes. He blinked in surprise. The message had been correct; they were here. Or was it a trap?”
― Christopher Paolini, Eragon

“This is my favorite book in all the world, though I have never read it. How is such a thing possible? I’ll do my best to explain.”
― William Goldman, The Princess Bride

“I bounded over the gray, dusty terrain toward the huge dome of Conrad Bubble. Its airlock, ringed with red lights, stood distressingly far away. It’s hard to run with a hundred kilograms of gear on â€� even in lunar gravity.”
― Andy Weir, Artemis

“The mailman walked towards my office door, half an hour earlier than usual. He didn’t sound right. His footsteps fell more heavily, jauntily, and he whistled. A new guy. He whistled his way to my office door and then fell silent for a moment. Then he laughed.”
― Jim Butcher, Storm Front

“I walk the Wood. I walk the fields. I cover the school grounds between classes, poking through empty buildings, opening long-closed doors. Sometimes Watford seems as big on the inside as the walled grounds and outlands combined.”
― Rainbow Rowell, Carry On

“She came to him towards morning. She entered very carefully, moving silently, floating through the chamber like a phantom; the only sound was that of her mantle brushing her naked skin.”
― Andrzej Sapkowski, The Last Wish

“My English teacher Mr Davies rubs a hand over his military buzz cut. There’s sweat beading at his hairline, and he puffs out his ruddy cheeks. He looks like a drunk porcupine. The drunk part may be true. Even if it is before lunch on a Tuesday.”
― Jennifer Mathieu, Moxie