Date: 2011

"He felt ash filling up his chest and throat from the inside, blocking his mouth and thickening his heart and filling up his head, he hoped, blocking it out like the heavy gray ceiling of winter settling in over the plains, so that he would not be able to see into it."

— Nadzam, Bonnie

Date: 2018

"His mind was a synthetic sky: blue, blank, cloudless."

— Hermione Hoby