“Where is it?" I asked, willing him to tell me. He laughed suddenly, and I could hear the full-throated, grating sound of… — Edith Pattou Copy Share Image
“I crossed the room to him. "I love you," I said in a rush, afraid I would change my mind. "Charles," he… — Edith Pattou Copy Share Image
“They journeyed far and the white bear said, "Are you afraid?" "No," she replied. "I am not afraid.” — Edith Pattou Copy Share Image
“Neither Rose nor Charles liked to talk much of their adventures with the trolls, but some of the so-called "softskins" whom they… — Edith Pattou Copy Share Image
“Here. After so long waiting. Her purple eyes. Torn cloak. Skin pale, sheer as ice. Exhausted. But unafraid.” — Edith Pattou Copy Share Image
“It was not a monster that lay sleeping on the white sheets. Nor a faceless horror. Nor even the white bear. It… — Edith Pattou Copy Share Image
“She would search for him. In the land that lay east of the sun and west of the moon. But there was… — Edith Pattou Copy Share Image
