She sang in all the voices of water, calling for water, calling to water, calling all water’s names. She sounded like rain in the wheat. She sounded like the roar of water over the brink of the earth. She sounded like a stone dropped into a smooth, still pool. All those names she called. None answered.
– from Dante’s Heart: https://stantlitore.com/product/dantes-heart/
Art by Roberto Calas.
