“Anne came dancing home in the purple winter twilight across the snowy places.”
“...across the snowy field the barn light gleams - it's the loneliness of November twilight...”
“Twilight fell: The sky turned to a light, dusky purple littered with tiny silver stars.”
“March came in that winter like the meekest and mildest of lambs, bringing days that were crisp and golden and tingling, each followed by a frosty pink twilight which gradually lost itself in an elfland of moonshine.”
“Six hundred summers, she reflected.Six hundred snowy winters. Thirty-five generations of mortalhumanity. And finally, again…the sun.”
“And her taste in men should be applauded until the cows came home and tap-danced on the front lawn.’ (Taryn)”