“Far, far better to die. One by one the rest of the Zavaedis came to cast their stones for either exoneration, exile, or death. Some spoke to the assembly of their reasons why, others simply placed the stone according to… — Tara Maya Copy Share Image
“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
