"Her voice left the flavor of honey and gunpowder in the air"
"His chuckle sounded like matches striking."
"There was the smell of lightning about the unicorn when the woman had finished her spell."
"He smiled, and she saw that his face was frighteningly young for a grown man--untraveled by time, unvisited by grief or wisdom."
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"I'll stuff you with misery until it comes out of your eyes. I'll turn you into a bad poet with dreams."
"Under the shrunken sky there was nothing real but the two of them."
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