Quote: Sofia Samatar from her memoir/history, The White Mosque

"Today there's a swath of darkness over the sky. Above it, a layer of cold silver. As the child goes down the dormitory steps, a startled crow springs from a wire, rising with a snap of wings that makes the whole day vibrate like a bell."

--Sofia Samatar, from her newest book, The White Mosque


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