But the Dog was gone forever. Lirael
A young woman who until the very end chose neither wisely or well
É o caminhante que escolhe o caminho ou o caminho o caminhante?
Your librarians go into battle? When they must, said Lirael. The Library is very old, and deep, and contains many things that have been put away for good reason. Creatures, dangerous knowledge, artifa...
They might refuse the evidence of their own eyes and continue blindly on over the ridge, driven by optimism and hope that finally they would find somewhere to call home.
You’d better take over here as temporary Mistress, Joan, he said to Professor Aiken.
You mortals arose from the possibility she made and, though she always liked to think so, are consequently not of her direct design.
You have to know where you are to know where to go.
You are chlorr.......I am the part of her that would not become what she became when I found free magic again and had to make my choice
You are a fierce Librarian, aren’t you?
What's wrong with this city!Like I said, no one's really in charge. Mayor and council are afraid to do anything in case the sorcerers don't like it. So they don't do anything. should do something, Any...
Unhand my tail! squealed the Will.
Sometimes it is easier to see the light when you stand partly in the darkness.
Since being a prisoner was a definite improvement over being dead, which was what she thought was going to happen when the Loundergs had attacked, Suzy was quite cheerful.
Music is a great balm. Another thing evil sorcerers give up. They cannot abide music, for it can conjure all human emotions, most particularly joy and happiness.
Mogget’s voice. Sam whirled around. Mogget? Is that you? Where are you? Here, and regretting it as per usual, replied Mogget, and a small white cat sauntered out from behind a fern tree.
Lirael almost apologized, but she held it back. She did feel sorry for Nick. It wasn’t his fault he had been chosen by an ancient spirit of evil to be its avatar. She even felt sort of maternal to him...
In the name of the Council of the Treaty for the Safety of the World, acting under the authority granted by the Three Empires, the Seven Kingdoms, the Palatine Regency, the Jessar Republic and the For...
I suppose you could call me...Soot, said the thing. Yes...Soot. I have breathed it, lived in it, and eaten it for so long that it is a fitting name.Eaten it? asked Suzy. Why eat soot?Boredom, said Soo...
I feel that you will be a maker, not a seer. You must promise me that it will be so. Promise me that you will not give in. Promise me that you will never give up hope.