Ursula K. Le Guin, The Tombs of Atuan

Her despair grew so great that it burst her breast open and like a bird of fire shattered the stone and broke out into the light of day–the light of day, faint in her windowless room.

Ursula K. Le Guin, The Tombs of Atuan

Her despair grew so great that it burst her breast open and like a bird of fire shattered the stone and broke out into the light of day–the light of day, faint in her windowless room.

Ursula K. Le Guin, The Tombs of Atuan

Her despair grew so great that it burst her breast open and like a bird of fire shattered the stone and broke out into the light of day–the light of day, faint in her windowless room.