still-white

Updated: July 5, 2026

Anyone seeing him would have thought that he was praying; he was so still. It was Edward's fate to be thought 'so quiet, because the fires within him made no sound, burning at a still-white heat. He was not praying. Prayer had receded to a far distance, like a signpost long passed. Perhaps he would come round to it again; but now he was in the trackless desert.

Mary Gladys Meredith Webb - Gone to Earth