I wasn't grateful. You want to talk cranky, coitus interruptus takes me well beyond cranky. My engorged labia felt like they were pressing on my brain—what there was of my brain—and if I didn't get to...
Mice are terribly chatty. They will chat about anything, and if there is nothing to chat about, they will chat about having nothing to chat about. Compared to mice, robins are reserved.
Swords. That is no faenorn ; that is slaughter. The Grand Seneschal shrugged. The Master did not protest. And, indeed, what weapon could he have suggested that would suit him any better? Fire, she sai...
It is halfway true that if you are involved in a family coffeehouse you don't have a life.
One doesn't generally look into mirrors when one is especially angry; one has better things to do, like pace the floor or throw things.
Cannot a Beast be tamed?
But with the hours I sometimes kept at the coffeehouse I had to have learned to take naps during the day or die, and I had learned to take naps. Up until five months ago something or other or die had...
Said the pegasus.
As I have said, you have no reason to trust me, and an excellent reason not to.
When you're feeding the second coachload of tourists that day you aren't thinking about the birthday party for fifty next week.
Feeling at peace, however fragilely, made it easy to slip into the visionary end of the dark-sight. The rose shadows said that they loved the sun, but that they also loved the dark, where their roots...
Perhaps it is a human thing, to look upon such beauty and fail to encompass it.
The merrel also knew its wing had not healed. it said.
Although when there were too many people around- which there certainly were today- it was hard even to remember to say thank you: all those people were like drowning.
You can be a really nasty, selfish little jerk when you're scared enough. I was scared enough.
Don't you being short?' she blurted. He spread his small hands and looked at them. 'I am a magician, not a princess. A pony costs less to keep than a horse, which means I can buy more books.' He paus...
She thought, I need no cup. I am Chalice. I am filling with the grief and hurt and fear of my demesne; the shattered earthlines weigh me down; I am brimming with the needs of my people.
I disliked promises on principle because my conscience made me keep them.
She wished for Ebono as she wished every time she saw Lrrianay at her father's shoulder, or any pegasus at any bond-mate's shoulder, or any pegasus. Or any time she took a breath, she wished again for...
I found that the only way I could control this sorrow was not to think of [it] at all, which was almost as painful as the loss itself.