A good crop of suitably bleak lines for Rebecca Levene's novel; but which is by her?
- By the third year, I was pretty tired of beans.
- Going cold turkey is no one's idea of fun.
- I could barely breathe through the rough sacking.
- It's the nighttime I hate most.
- John is still dead.
- There are angry sounds in my thoughts today.
- There are no seasons down here.
Poll Thanks to
a_d_medievalist,
braisedbywolves,
dorianegray,
plucky_lass,
sammywol and
songofnewday for their lines. Apologies for constraining you all to less than 50 characters - it won't happen again!
(I'm running out of icons, so here are Patrick Stewart and Patricia Quinn in I, CLAVDIVS)