“He didn't hear anything except flakes settling on pine and hemlock needles, a sound that was almost, but not quite, silence.”
-from Through the Evil Days by Julia Spencer-Fleming
“He didn't hear anything except flakes settling on pine and hemlock needles, a sound that was almost, but not quite, silence.”
-from Through the Evil Days by Julia Spencer-Fleming
“The day is gently sinking to a close,
Fainter and yet more faint the sunlight glows…
Where Thou art present, darkness cannot be,
Midnight is glorious noon, O Lord, with Thee.”