" As hard as he tried not to think about it, the nursery rhyme that had terrified children in the land of Skree for years sang in his head, and he lay there in the pale moonlight, his lips barely moving. Lo, beyond the River Blapp The Carriage comes, the Carriage Black By shadowed steed with shadowed tack And shadowed driver driving Child, pray the Maker let you sleep When comes the Carriage down your street Lest all your dreams be dreams of teeth And Carriages arriving To wrest you from your berth and bower In deepest night and darkest hour Across the sea to frozen tower Where Gnag the Nameless pounds you At Castle Throg across the span, A world away from kith and clan You’ll weep at how your woes began The night the shadows bound you Away, beyond the River Blapp, The Carriage came, the Carriage Black By shadowed steed with shadowed tack The night the Carriage found you "

― Andrew Peterson , On the Edge of the Dark Sea of Darkness (The Wingfeather Saga, #1)