Stepping into Stories, One Word at a Time
"The night is a hand on the back of her neck, heavy, unwelcome, and she feels dizzy, unmoored, the world gone soft under her feet, her senses knocked off-kilter- like taking a nap in the afternoon and waking to find it's dark outside, or stepping off one of those moving sidewalks, or lying for too... Continue Reading →
"The first time Esther met Rin, they were a storm. While walking in the Modal Lands she was caught in a howling gale, and took shelter beneath one of the granite outcroppings that littered the area near the Refrain. There was a great clashing in the air, and the sort of mixing weather common to... Continue Reading →
"The journey was a nightmare, yet a nightmare painted on a background that stirred Terelle's soul. The wide skies, the strange orange light of dawn, the burning white sun of midday and the crimson dusks; the shadowed scarps, the gnarled trees clawing their way into barren soils, the weathered rocks and sculpted cliffs: she remembered... Continue Reading →
"But what is a Diviner, really? A foundling?" He looked me up and down. "The abbess strips you of name, face, clothes, distinction- cloisters you to the cathedral grounds, where you are destined to drink blood and drown and dream. You know of the Omens and signs and how to look down your nose at... Continue Reading →
"That kind of sacrifice creates a debt, and there’s nothing magic likes better than the great hollow of a debt. And so magic nestled here, heedless of what the adherents of this particular religion would think of it."When Among Crows by Veronica Roth I have not read a book by Veronica Roth since her Divergent... Continue Reading →
"You can't stop a soldier from being frightened but you can give him motivation to help him overcome that fear. I have no such motivation. I can't have. I'm a witcher: an artificially created mutant. I kill monsters for money. I defend children when their parents pay me to. If Nilfgaardian parents pay me, I'll... Continue Reading →
Of Worlds Forgotten 