Monday’s First Sentence ~ Cinders and Sparrows by Stefan Bachmann
It was the first day of autumn when I came to Blackbird Castle, the trees copper and green, pumpkins growing along the ditch by the side of the road, a moon like a lidded silver eye already visible in the evening sky – in short, an excellent day for a witch to return to her ancestral home.
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Oh that makes me miss fall!