like a cold gem against dark velvet…

There was a full moon outside and it was the only peaceful thing they had seen all day.

It shone with an impassive beauty, like a cold gem against dark velvet, not at all interested in the human pain down below.

Elif Shafak, The Island of Missing Trees: A Novel (Bloomsbury Publishing; 1st edition (November 2, 2021)


Photos: DK’s Moon shots @ 5:45 pm today from backyard.

34 thoughts on “like a cold gem against dark velvet…

  1. One summer, at camp, we woke up early to run something up the flagpole without being caught, then went back to the cabin to sleep until réveille. When I reawoke, I was aware that I had just had the best sleep of my then short life. “Like black velvet,” I said. “I was sleeping in black velvet.”

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