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She screamed, the high scream that was neither human nor animal but something terrible in between, the sort of sound that you never forget no matter how many beautiful things you hear afterward.

Maggie Stiefvater

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Maggie Stiefvater
Age: 42
Born: 1981
Born: November 18
Novelist
Writer
Harrisonburg
Virginia
Beautiful
Neither
Human
Terrible
Humans
Hear
Matter
Sort
Many
Animal
Something
High
Screamed
Things
Forget
Afterward
Never
Sound
Scream

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