Like how stars might sound. Or moons But not mountains. Too floaty for mountains. It's a sound like one planet singing to another, high stretched and full of different voices starting at different notes and sloping down to other different notes but all weaving together in a rope of sound that's sad but not sad and slow but not slow and all singing one word. One word.
Patrick NessNo one ever seems to wonder what happens if it turns out we hate living on a planet? What if the skyโs too big? What if the air stinks? What if we go hungry?โ โAnd what if the air tastes of honey? What if thereโs so much food we all get too fat? What if the sky is so beautiful we donโt get any work done because weโre all looking at it too much?
Patrick Ness