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 NessI donโt know whatโs ahead,โ I say. โI donโt know nothing about nothing but whatever it is, itโs gotta be better than whatโs behind. Itโs gotta be.
Patrick Ness