“A spirit… The undulating and silent well, And rippling rivulet, and evening gloom,
Now deepening the dark shades, for speech assuming,
Held commune with him; as if he and it were all that was.”
– Phantastes, George Macdonald

Finished The Bone Season, it was one of the best things I’ve read since Discovery of Witches. Now on to Phantastes!

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