‘I couldn’t help but see, peeking through a gap in the trees, the yellow eyes of some creature, some god-and a shiver of nausea and horror went through me.’

‘He is Crow. And when the crow knows its mission, it follows without bending.’

‘They stood still and silent, watching her. And between the gulps of panic, the fear that flooded and threatened to shut down her system, she realised she couldn’t see their faces. They weren’t human.’