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The Music of the Spheres (Paperback) by Elizabeth Redfern avg rating 3.24 — 85 ratings — published 2005 11 editions |
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Auriel Rising (Paperback) by Elizabeth Redfern avg rating 2.91 — 24 ratings — published 2005 2 editions |
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The music of the spheres (Paperback) by Elizabeth Redfern avg rating 0.0 — 1 ratings — published 2001 |
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NOT A BOOK: Music of the Spheres Poster (NOT A BOOK: poster) by Elizabeth Redfern avg rating 0.0 — 0 ratings — published |
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quotes by Elizabeth Redfern
"Algol is the name of the winking demon star, Medusa of the skies; fair but deadly to look on, even for one who is already dying.
Ah, the bright stars of the night. Almost they obliterate the clear white pain. A thousand stars shining in the ether; but no dazzling newcomer. And so little time left, so little time...
Yet still two-faced Medusa laughs from behind the clouds, demanding homage. Homage, Medusa, or a sword, a blade sharper than death itself.
The wind stirs. Night clouds obscure the universe. A lower music now, a different kind of death.
No stars tonight, my love.
No Selene."
— Elizabeth Redfern (The Music of the Spheres)
Ah, the bright stars of the night. Almost they obliterate the clear white pain. A thousand stars shining in the ether; but no dazzling newcomer. And so little time left, so little time...
Yet still two-faced Medusa laughs from behind the clouds, demanding homage. Homage, Medusa, or a sword, a blade sharper than death itself.
The wind stirs. Night clouds obscure the universe. A lower music now, a different kind of death.
No stars tonight, my love.
No Selene."
— Elizabeth Redfern (The Music of the Spheres)
"Algol is the name of the winking demon star, Medusa of the skies; fair but deadly to look on, even for one who is already dying.
Ah, the bright stars of the night.
Almost they obliterate the clear white pain. A thousand stars shining in the ether; but no dazzling newcomer. And so little time left, so little time...
Yet still two-faced Medusa laughs from behind the clouds, demanding homage. Homage, Medusa, or a sword, a blade sharper than death itself.
The wind stirs. Night clouds obscure the universe. A lower music now, a different kind of death.
No stars tonight, my love.
No Selene."
— Elizabeth Redfern (The Music of the Spheres)
Ah, the bright stars of the night.
Almost they obliterate the clear white pain. A thousand stars shining in the ether; but no dazzling newcomer. And so little time left, so little time...
Yet still two-faced Medusa laughs from behind the clouds, demanding homage. Homage, Medusa, or a sword, a blade sharper than death itself.
The wind stirs. Night clouds obscure the universe. A lower music now, a different kind of death.
No stars tonight, my love.
No Selene."
— Elizabeth Redfern (The Music of the Spheres)
