Kallia Rinkel

29%
Flag icon
It was strange how unsettling night in the city could be. In the countryside there was always something awake and with you. A bird. A fox. Insects. Sounds to remind you that you were never alone. There was a comfort in that anonymous companionship—for you could trust the birds to quiet before a predator struck. Their silence a warning to all. But in a city—a space where man had slowly strangled nature into submission—in man’s absence grew an unsettling stillness far more frightening than anything nature could dream up.
The Devil in Oxford (Ruby Vaughn, #3)
Rate this book
Clear rating
Open Preview