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Quotes from Strangewood — Christopher Golden

born 1967

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He was still as kind as he had always been, but there was a distance in his eyes now that made her want to cry.

Strangewood (1999)

And then music. Wind chimes. And the sound of someone playing a violin. A fiddle. Or maybe just the music of a little dragon's wings. Maybe.

Strangewood (1999)

Strangewood was never silent. It was never supposed to be. There was such life and color in the wood and in the creatures who lived there that silence would be tantamount to death. It was very silent in Strangewood.

Strangewood (1999)

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Quotes and notes from Wikiquote: Christopher Golden (page history), available under CC BY-SA 4.0.