"He said, ‘Miss Tiffany, the witch… would you be so good as to tell me: what is the sound of love?’

Tiffany looked at his face... The birds stopped singing. In the grass, the grasshoppers stopped rubbing their legs together and looked up. The earth moved silently as even the chalk giant (perhaps) strained to hear, and the silence flowed over the world until all there was was Preston, who was always there.

And Tiffany said, 'Listen.’"

- Terry Pratchett, I Shall Wear Midnight

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