But she wouldn't let him make it through the gate; the inside guards were there to deal with travelers. Kamalija was here to deal with monsters.
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I could not imagine that my charge could conceive something so strange, so unpleasant.
She bursts each night when he leaves her. She does not wash the juice from her skin but hides the blue stains beneath her clothes.
The other hand held aloft his trophy—the severed head of my mother.
It was more water than ever should be in one place, something so vast he scarcely could find the words. "Oh," he said. "This is a very large river indeed."
Liras tried to remain at his workbench and finish the customer's wings, but the pain grew too much.
Horimachi's own tattoos were from before the war, when black ink was made of soot instead of faery blood.
Mattar comes to the house of Anaharesh in search of a single word; a word to end a war.
The sparrow had too diminutive a mind to realize it could serve you longer by taking time to eat and sleep.