“Anger was a fire in a grate, and I'd never had any wood to burn. Until now, it seemed.”
― Spinning Silver
― Spinning Silver
“Man sets his hand to games of power and influence, he quests for far horizons and wealth beyond imagining. He thinks to own what cannot be possessed. He hews the ancient trees to broaden his grazing lands; he mines the deep caves and topples the standing stones. He embraces a new faith with fervor and, perhaps, with sincerity. But he grows ever further from the old things. He can no longer hear the heartbeat of the earth, his mother. He cannot smell the change in the air; he cannot see what lies beyond the veil of shadows. Even his new god is formed in his own image, for do they not call him the son of man? By his own choice he is cut adrift from the ancient cycles of sun and moon, the ordered passing of the seasons. And without him, the Fair Folk dwindle and are nothing. They retreat and hide themselves, and are reduced to the clurichaun with his little ale jug; the brownie who steals the cow's milk at Samhain; the half-heard wailing of the banshee. They become no more than a memory in the mind of a frail old man; a tale told by a crazy old woman.”
― Child of the Prophecy
― Child of the Prophecy
“And on the wedding contract, before me and my parents and the rabbi, and Wanda and Sergey for our witnesses, in silver ink he signed his name.
But I won't ever tell you what it is.”
― Spinning Silver
But I won't ever tell you what it is.”
― Spinning Silver
“That is all we can do for each other in the world, to keep the wolf away.”
― Spinning Silver
― Spinning Silver
“A power claimed and challenged and thrice carried out is true”
― Spinning Silver
― Spinning Silver
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