The sky ripples with threads of light like sun bowing on the bottom of a pool. A starfish with blue swallowtail wings rustles the stalks. The fish swims through that sky like it’s water. Then I take in that the sky is no longer daylight-gray, but purple, dark as the rind of an eggplant. First I take in what it is as it crosses the sky, a spotted fish with a feathered tail that looks blade sharp. They spooled away like they always did, showing me the dark underneath the water. Then a whole flock of blue-green and silver-blue wings, their backs shining like the surface of the lake. Then a hundred, each of them like a butterfly with its wings made of water. It fluttered through the air, a slice of lake-silver wafting like a leaf. Then I saw the first flicker of iridescent blue lift off the water. I planned to help them hide out behind the rocks. These are spoiler-free, so don’t worry! Quote #1 Today, I’m presenting some of my favorite quotes from Lakelore that I found resonated with my experiences and/or were just beautiful to behold. You can find all the info about the book and my review in the first part. Hello again! This is part 2 of my tour stop for the Lakelore book tour hosted by Colored Pages.
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