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“Mhe varujta. Trust me as if my soul were yours.”
― Susan Dennard, Windwitch

“Her eyelids fluttered open. Aeduan was still observing the fireflies. “Did you make a wish?” she asked, and to her surprise, he nodded. A curt bounce of his head. “What did you wish for?”

He flexed his hands. Then shrugged. “If it comes true, then maybe one day I will tell you.”
― Susan Dennard, Windwitch

“He wiped his face on his shoulder, then offered Iseult his hand.

She clasped it tight, her fingers lacing between his. Together they ran.”
― Susan Dennard, Windwitch

“She stole his breath now, and he had no breath to spare.”
― Susan Dennard, Bloodwitch