Down to the Florida country, where he would set his nightbird free.

Matthew heard the nightbird, whose soft song may have reawakened this memory.

No rustle came from the trees, no insect buzz or nightbird call.

A sheep-bell on the moor made a noise like a nightbird.

But... every man hears a nightbird... of some form or fashion.

Whatever and however you choose to phrase it... Rachel Howarth is your nightbird, Matthew.

It is not enough to love the nightbird's song.

Then he let his sadness go, like a nightbird.

I still say... the woman is your nightbird... intent on delivering you to the dark.

Sarishan, my Gorgious gentleman, you, too, are a nightbird.

The nightbird was even more compelling by day.

One must also love the nightbird.

He became so... so intoxicated with the nightbird's voice that he thought only of it during the day.

A nightbird shrieked weirdly close to the house and a sudden gust of wind moaned through the pine trees.

A nightbird, singing outside.

There were constant bits of sound like the bronchial call of a nightbird or the breath and shucking of some unseen predator.