A darkness different from Ember's, but just as frightening.

A darkness different from Ember's, but just as frightening.

She realized all at once that Doon, thin, dark eyed Doon, with his troublesome temper and his terrible brown jacket, and his good heart---- was the person she knew better than anyone now. He was her best friend. --City of Ember--

Doon was touched. Kenny looked like a tiny little wisp, but there was something strong inside him. --People of Sparks--

You know, son, I don't think there's such a thing as an easy life. There's always going to be hard work and there will always be misfortunes we can't control, lurking out at the edges - storms, sickness, wolves. But there is such a thing as a good life and I think that we have one here.

Wouldn't it be strange, she thought, to have a blue sky? But she liked the way it looked. It would be beautiful - a blue sky.

What could be more interesting than thinking of mysterious happenings, finding the answers to intriguing questions, and making up new worlds?