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“As we mine out the landfills (at least they left us a lot of plastic to reuse; that was thoughtful) and burrow into basements and archives seeking the books that our ancestors did not burn to survive winters, you feel it sometimes, rage filling you like an updraft of hot air from a fire, lifting you from the shoulders or blowing through you like a tornado—rage that we missed it, missed it all, and rage at those who got to have it in the specific way that took it from us.”
― Premee Mohamed, The Annual Migration of Clouds

“The seas of the world were a vast and interconnected graveyard, every inch riddled with bones and haunted by the ghosts of the lost.”
― Mira Grant, Into the Drowning Deep

“What has been broken has been broken in a way that can no longer be fixed.”
― Premee Mohamed, The Annual Migration of Clouds

“If fairy tales had taught me anything, it was that the blackest-hearted wish granters possessed limits ... and that wishes generally had a nasty catch.”
― Laird Barron, Final Cuts: New Tales of Hollywood Horror and Other Spectacles