“deep hissing booms, like handfuls of sand hurled against kettledrums.”
—Neal Stephenson
Redcoats firing their muskets.
I like words, and more, words that are used well. This is where I collect them. Most I come across in the works of other authors, but on occasion I find some in the wild myself.
“deep hissing booms, like handfuls of sand hurled against kettledrums.”
—Neal Stephenson
Redcoats firing their muskets.