Maja’s Reviews > Lycanthia: or The Children of Wolves > Status Update

"The train, running north under its hammerhead of smoke and steam, had prematurely entered the land of winter, as if through a great, pure, silent door. How cold, how changed, the world was in the white morning, as the still, white light began to come."
What a good first sentence. I had forgotten how much I love Tanith Lee's writing.