" When I finish my song and look up, Big Madam's eyes are closed. Soft puffs of air escape from her open mouth, but her jaw keeps on twitching every one or two seconds, as if she is biting on the remaining peace left inside her soul, fighting to hold it with her teeth.
But the peace is stubborn; it slips out of her grip and crashes around us. "

― Abi Daré , The Girl with the Louding Voice