The world outside had its own rules and those rules were not human.

*

‘There’s something very special about this country. Everything seems constantly trembling: the grass in the fields or the water on the lake, everything signals its presence.
The light is soft, mutable. You’ll see. The sky itself is alive.’

“atomised”, p.334 // 350
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