Celia laughs and a curl of her hair falls across her cheek. Marco tentatively moves to brush it off her face, but before his fingers reach her, she pushes herself off the ledge, her silver gown a billowing cloud as she falls onto the pile of jewel-toned cushions.
Erin MorgensternThere is so much that glows in the circus, from flames to lanterns to stars. I have heard the expression โtrick of the lightโ applied to sights within Le Cirque des Reves so frequently that I sometimes suspect the entirety of the circus is itself a complex illusion of illuminationโ .
Erin Morgenstern