“Mustardseed grinned at Bertie. "I was never any good at geometry, but you’re stuck in a love triangle, aren’t you?" "Shut up,"… — Lisa Mantchev Copy Share Image
“The collar had restrained his winds but not killed them. They uncoiled from behind the shadows, ready to surround her, to lift… — Lisa Mantchev Copy Share Image
“He pulled her close. “Someday, I will win your trust, and you will be the one to set me free. I know… — Lisa Mantchev Copy Share Image
“This is a theater," Bertie, annoyed by the inquisition, dropped him onto stage. Several feet of slack cable landed atop the fairy… — Lisa Mantchev Copy Share Image
“One o' these days, lass, I'm goin' t' still that mouth o' yers. - Nate” — Lisa Mantchev Copy Share Image
“I may hold ye at arm's length…But I want ye t' be mine an' mine alone. - Nate to Bertie, as they… — Lisa Mantchev Copy Share Image
“The only reason I'm friends with any of you is because I outgrew the von Trapps, one annoying Austrian at a time.” — Lisa Mantchev Copy Share Image
“I have flown and fallen, and I have swum deep and drowned, but there should be more to love than "I survived it.” — Lisa Mantchev Copy Share Image
“Shh,” Cobweb said with a well-time jab of the elbow, “we might be able to get some dignity out of this, if we play… — Lisa Mantchev Copy Share Image
“A whirlwind tour, I think, with each day starting in a different city, you wearing a different silk dress, tasting food the likes of… — Lisa Mantchev Copy Share Image
“What are you doing here, Ariel? I would have thought you'd be halfway to Timbuktu." lisa mantchev - perchance to dream” — lisa mantchev Copy Share Image
“ There is a Beatrice who exists beyond the obligations of a daughter, outside the object of man's affections. ” — Lisa Mantchev Copy Share Image
“Words are like the delicate stitches in the dress you wear, holding the fabric of the garmet together. Without them, the dress and the… — Lisa Mantchev Copy Share Image
“Mustardseed grinned at Bertie. "I was never any good at geometry, but you’re stuck in a love triangle, aren’t you?" "Shut up," she ordered… — Lisa Mantchev Copy Share Image
“And now, the bane of your existence, the killer of all joys, the Stage Manager-” — Lisa Mantchev Copy Share Image
