Friday, March 5, 2010

The Break

The Break
Originally uploaded by RNSaffold

"But he looked up. He looked at Mrs. Coulter. She had turned around silently, and the glare from the sky,
reflected off the damp cave wall, hit her face, and for a moment it wasn't her face at all; it was his own
mother's face, reproaching him, and his heart quailed from sorrow; and then he thrust with the knife, his
mind left the point, and with a wrench and a crack, the knife fell in pieces to the ground. It was broken.
Now he couldn't cut his way out at all."

-Philip Pullman, The Amber Spyglass, His Dark Materials: Book III

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1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Really, really beautiful. A strong piece - I love it!

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