“Wait," he said. "Before we leave, can I, um, can I see what you really look like now?" "Doofus. I look like your sister." "I know. But there's more now. Right?" It was a fair question. She said, "Okay. But… — Ian Tregillis Copy Share Image
“The realizations would sear through him as if his blood had turned poisonous. Like ground glass flowing through him” — Anonymous Copy Share Image
