She didn't want to go far, just out of the trees so she could see the stars. They always eased her loneliness. She thought of them as beautiful creatures, burning and cold; each solitary, and bleak, and silent like her.


Fire (ed. Penguin, 2009) - ISBN: 9781101155806


She didn't want to go far, just out of the trees so she could see the stars. They always eased her loneliness. She thought of them as beautiful...

She didn't want to go far, just out of the trees so she could see the stars. They always eased her loneliness. She thought of them as beautiful...

She didn't want to go far, just out of the trees so she could see the stars. They always eased her loneliness. She thought of them as beautiful...

She didn't want to go far, just out of the trees so she could see the stars. They always eased her loneliness. She thought of them as beautiful...