Neil Gaiman Quote
There was something sly about his smile,his eyes so black and sharp, his rufous hair. Somethingthat sent her early to their trysting place,beneath the oak, beside the thornbush,something that made her climb the tree and wait.Climb a tree, and in her condition.Her love arrived at dusk, skulking by owl-light,carrying a bag,from which he took a mattock, shovel, knife.He worked with a will, beside the thornbush, beneath the oaken tree,he whistled gently, and he sang, as he dug her grave,that old song...shall I sing it for you, now, good folk?
Neil Gaiman
There was something sly about his smile,his eyes so black and sharp, his rufous hair. Somethingthat sent her early to their trysting place,beneath the oak, beside the thornbush,something that made her climb the tree and wait.Climb a tree, and in her condition.Her love arrived at dusk, skulking by owl-light,carrying a bag,from which he took a mattock, shovel, knife.He worked with a will, beside the thornbush, beneath the oaken tree,he whistled gently, and he sang, as he dug her grave,that old song...shall I sing it for you, now, good folk?
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About Neil Gaiman
Gaiman has won numerous awards, including the Hugo, Nebula, and Bram Stoker awards, as well as the Newbery and Carnegie medals. He is the first author to win both the Newbery and the Carnegie medals for the same work, The Graveyard Book (2008). In 2013, The Ocean at the End of the Lane was voted Book of the Year in the British National Book Awards. It was later adapted into a critically acclaimed stage play at the Royal National Theatre in London.