Then let amorous kisses dwell On our lips, begin and tell A Thousand and a Hundred score A Hundred, and a Thousand more.
The maxillary muscles run from the sagittal crest at the top of the skull to an insertion on the mandible, I thought, dimly recalling the description from Grey’s Anatomy.
The man that takes her in unholy embrace will have his privates blasted like a frostbitten apple, he said, with relish, and his soul will burn forever in hell. He bared his teeth at his grandfather, a...
The light faded slowly, retreating through the trees. The thick mossy trunks grew dense with shadow, edges still rimmed with a fugitive light that hid among the leaves, green shadows shifting with the...
That’s not right, Willie was saying, turning to look up at him. You cast with the left hand. I saw you. Aye, but I’m cack-handed, my lord. Most men would cast with the right. Cack-handed? Willie’s mou...
Strength of bone and fire of mind, all wrapped around a core of steel-hard purpose that would make him a deadly projectile, once set on any course.
Stones of protection; amethyst, emerald, turquoise, lapis lazuli, and a male ruby.
Sometimes it would be months—even a year or more—between episodes, and we would live in peace together. But then it would happen again; the silent phone calls, the too-excused absences, the late night...
Someone, he thought rather crossly, ought to see him and tell him just what the sentence was, until he should have suffered enough to be purified, and at last to enter the Kingdom of God. Whether he w...
Snow was falling, and winter had come; the season of fire. Candles and hearth fire, that lovely, leaping paradox, that destruction contained but never tamed, held at a safe distance to warm and enchan...
Sleep, O sleep in the calm of all calm, Sleep, O sleep in the guidance of guidance, Sleep, O sleep in the love of all loves, Sleep, O beloved, in the Lord of life, Sleep, O beloved, in the God of life...
Scots have long memories, and they're not the most forgiving of people.
Sassenach, I've been stabbed, bitten, slapped, and whipped since supper - which I didna get to finish. I dinna like to scare children an I dinna like to flog men, and I've had to do both. I've two hun...
Robbie, Jamie assured him. What’s to do, then? McGillivray, who
Open your eyes and tell me yourself, Sassenash, said a deep urgent voice somewhere close.
Oh, womanly sympathy, love AND food? I said, laughing. Don't want a lot, do you?
Often people who are very ill, but are near their birthday, seem to wait until it’s passed before dying. I
Not wi’ child yet? she demanded. Raspberry leaves, that’s the thing. Steep a handful wi’ rosehips and drink it when the moon’s waxing, from the quarter to the full. Then when it wanes from the full to...
No, he said defiantly. Go ahead and kill me.
No people at all, though, and that was giving him a queer feeling in his water. Aye, there was a war on, right enough, and many of the menfolk were gone, but the farmhouses hadn’t been sacrificed to t...