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“He stopped at the edge of the cornfield, looked back at her, and there in the fading light, she saw his face. It was neither goat nor human, but something in between. He didn’t appear wicked, like she expected, but maybe sad and a bit lost. He shot her a grave look, then continued away, disappearing into the forest.”
― Brom, Slewfoot: A Tale of Bewitchery

“I’d consider myself lucky if she did have a “thing” for me. Don’t make the mistake of assuming that just because you don’t recognise her value, other people won’t see it. Plenty of us do, myself included.”
― Laura Starkey, The Spare Room

“What are you doing?” I hiss. Rowan rests the handle of the ax against his shoulder and huffs before giving me a wink. “Getting revenge for hurting my girl, of course.”
― Brynne Weaver, Butcher & Blackbird

“Out here, she was reduced to a mere observer, a transient entity skirting the edges of infinity. The sensation of insignificance clung to her like a second skin. Her thoughts, grappling with the paradox of her significance.”
― Ron Jenkins, The Great Frontier: In the Beginning