Cormac McCarthy Quote
The soft black talc blew through the streets like squid ink uncoiling along a sea floor and the cold crept down and the dark came early and the scavengers passing down the steep canyons with their torches trod silky holes in the drifted ash that closed behind them silently as eyes.
The Road (ed. Pan Macmillan, 2010) - ISBN: 9780330472753
