Reasons Gaiman is Awesome Volume II

by Charlotte Reads Classics

“There was still an hour until dawn, but the sky was beginning to lighten, turning a stark, leaden colour. Strands of mist hung like livid ghosts on the air.”

“And then it erupted over the side of the platform. It was diaphonous, dream-like, a ghost thing, the colour of black smoke, and it welled up like silk under water.”

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