“There you are at last, girl,” said Great Aunt Sullana. “Your hair looks as though beavers had abandoned a dam there. Your face is… — Tara Maya Copy Share Image
“I could tell that the wolf thought he had it in the bag, a savage smile curling up the edges of his mouth, when… — Tara Maya Copy Share Image
“She just laughed. The empty basket bounced on her back as she ran. The fae followed Dindi in a cloud.” — Tara Maya Copy Share Image
“The purring kitten on her shoulder and the beauty of the day rinsed away her gloom on the walk home.” — Tara Maya Copy Share Image
“Don’t you understand? This is your chance to escape who you are, become who you want.” — Tara Maya Copy Share Image
“beer, chatting amiably. They hid their thighs with waist blankets and caped themselves in shoulder blankets that reached the ground. Dindi slithered by them.… — Tara Maya Copy Share Image
“That’s my cat,” Dindi said. “Don’t chase him off, he might get lost.” “He terrified my chipmunk!” “I’m sure he meant no harm,” Dindi… — Tara Maya Copy Share Image
“Far, far better to die. One by one the rest of the Zavaedis came to cast their stones for either exoneration, exile, or death.… — Tara Maya Copy Share Image
