"...the music penetrated her whole being like an effulgence, warming and brightening the dark places of her soul."
- pg. 87, The Awakening and selected stories of Kate Chopin.
Ok so I admit I had to look up effulgence. I loved the sound of the word, and I make no disclaimers of embarrassment for that. I think part of the joy of reading, writing or just being involved with words is that sometimes they can sound as good as they mean. Sometimes a word can just communicate the meaning through the way it sounds, especially when it's interwoven so beautifully into the tapestry of the sentence.
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