The silence that falls between them is a comfortable one. He longs to reach over and touch her, but he resists, fearful of destroying the delicate camaraderie they are building. He steals glances instead, watching the way the light falls over her skin. Several times he catches her regarding him in a similar manner, and the moments when she holds his eyes with hers are sublime.
Erin MorgensternAnd then he tells her stories. Myths he learned from his instructor. Fantasies he created himself, inspired by bits and pieces of others read in archaic books with crackling spines.
Erin MorgensternโNothing's impossible,โ Poppet responds. She smiles at him and jumps, her red hair trailing out behind her as she falls.
Erin MorgensternYou think, as you walk away from Le Cirque des Rรชves and into the creeping dawn, that you felt more awake within the confines of the circus. You are no longer quite certain which side of the fence is the dream.
Erin Morgenstern