A book lit, almost obediently, like a white pigeon, in his hands, wings fluttering.
What was Ray Bradbury trying to represent in this sentence? I think the point he was trying to get across is that books will come at the most unexpected time in a form so innocent you have to pick them up and read. Also it softens the up the setting in which this is taking place. The setting is in a house that’s being ready to be burned.
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