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“Feral beauty tangled up and over every surface. Enormous vines and flourishing blooms swathed the area creating a shadowy, organic cathedral. A faint whiff of perfume breezed to her, like jasmine, but sweeter, more delicate—if jasmine could be more delicate without losing its scent entirely. The buzzing of alien insects reminded her of the sticky, summer days of her childhood in the South, and cicadas filled her memory with their incessant mating calls. Here, however, the insects grew louder as it grew darker. It seemed even they understood the dangers of daylight.”
― Jacqueline Patricks, Dreams of the Queen

“I was alone, with a stranger, inside the walls of a dark palace, in a strange snow-changed city, in the heart of the Ice Age of an alien world.”
― Ursula K. Le Guin, The Left Hand of Darkness

“Will you be performing the fire dance for us soon, Jorr-Don?â€� Zoska asked in the Mokta language. “Or were you intending to break your spine to avoid the hunt?â€�
“Neither. The stretches loosen me up,� Jordan replied in Mokta. “I do them every morning and they help me.�
“I eat a hearty meal every morning. That helps me!”
― Allen Steadham, Jordan's World