“ Awestruck, Flora stared at the dishevelled sisters with their blazing faces and radiant ragged wings, who smelled of no kin but the wild high air. Laline Paull
“ Flora took pleasure in the delicacy of her approach and studied the ways of the smallest, sweetest blooms she could find, tiny pimpernels and forget-me-nots hiding in the pockets of the fields. The en… Laline Paull
“ The man stood alone by the hive. On impulse he put his palm against the wood, as if feeling for a pulse. Laline Paull
