Mars

“Shadow’s world was one in which all and sundry either fawned over him or kept a respectful distance from his intimidating bulk. Each time Orga hissed at him, Shadow seemed to assume it a misunderstanding, which grew increasingly improbable as these incidents accumulated, but still less improbable, in his view, than being disliked.”
― Heather Fawcett, Emily Wilde's Compendium of Lost Tales

“You are quite yourself again, ink-stained and full of schemes to burden me with, as if I do not already have enough to do.”
― Heather Fawcett, Emily Wilde's Compendium of Lost Tales

“I had one of my moments of existential panic, in which I question everything that has led me to this point, before burying it under thoughts of a more practical nature, as I always do.”
― Heather Fawcett, Emily Wilde's Compendium of Lost Tales

“The dangers looming before us, the trepidation I felt at my decision to venture here, to stay at his side—it was all abruptly subsumed by something much more familiar, which sent my heart skittering with excitement.
Scientific curiosity.”
― Heather Fawcett, Emily Wilde's Compendium of Lost Tales