“I'm a thousand years old,' Fire said, 'just like you.' 'Hmm,' Brigan said. He didn't ask her what she meant, which was for the best, because she wasn't exactly sure. If she was suggesting she was too wise with the… — Kristin Cashore Copy Share Image
“She became mindful of her animation that was only making her glow more brightly. She erased her smile and dropped her eyes. Brigan signaled to his standard-bearer to come forward and ride beside them. Fire spoke low. “I sense no… — Kristin Cashore Copy Share Image
