Where the World Ends

by Geraldine McCaughrean

Quill was full of glories ineffable. Feelings scrabbled about in him like a mouse inside an owl.

Love this simile. Spot on…

Being irretrievably damned had its advantages:

Quill was mobbed by dreams. Vicious as blackbacks, they drove their beaks deep into his head. It was probably the same for the other boys, he told himself. But what did they mean, those violent and terrifying nightmares? He dared not speculate:

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If he opened his mouth, the whole kirk might fill up with a million birds and they would all be screaming, like the ones inside his head.

Powerful

After the world ends, only music and love will survive.”

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