“The whole journey was odd and dream-like -- the roaring stream, the wet grey grass, the glimmering cliffs which they were approaching, and always the glorious, silently pacing beast ahead.”
“They spoke less and less between them until at last they were silent altogether as is often the way with travelers approaching the end of a journey.”
“The beasts’ gruesome growls and roars unmistakably sounded like a dare.”
“Am I odd? Is there something wrong with me, like Mrs. Tifton said?"Skye knelt down on the wet grass and looked straight into Batty's eyes. "No you stupid idiot, there's nothing wrong with you.”
“Roaring dreams take place in a perfectly silent mind. Now that we know this, throw the raft away.”
“They stared ahead. Silent. Morin had never realized murderers were caught in silence. But they were.”