“Flame is not the only fire.” Her tone turned almost stern. “You have brought your folk another spark far greater than any flame. You have opened their eyes to the world, Aljan, shown them lands and peoples formerly beyond their… — Meredith Ann Pierce Copy Share Image
A psycho, they called me. They were right. They were wrong. They couldn't come close to my fire. They couldn't touch my heart. — Meredith Ann Pierce Copy Share Image
I thought you had forgotten me.” “I have spent my life remembering you. — Meredith Ann Pierce Copy Share Image
“Oh, Irrylath,Irrylath, we squaundered our two years together.” — Meredith Ann Pierce Copy Share Image
Aeriel felt her heart grow troubled. "I know," she said. "I know that he is evil, but his beauty unmakes me. Every time he… — Meredith Ann Pierce Copy Share Image
“Our two peoples are sworn enemies,” he whispered. “You would not do it.” “Call me your enemy no more,” Jan bade him, drawing nearer.… — Meredith Ann Pierce Copy Share Image
“Flame is not the only fire.” Her tone turned almost stern. “You have brought your folk another spark far greater than any flame. You… — Meredith Ann Pierce Copy Share Image
“Gargoyles sat on the battlements- lean they were and the same hideous damp grey as the stone. They looked at her with hollow eyes… — Meredith Ann Pierce Copy Share Image
“Aeriel gazed at Irrylath: husband to her, but only in name. She dared touch him only when he slept.” — Meredith Ann Pierce Copy Share Image
“I’ll not let the pair of you charge boldly into wolves’ teeth without me alongside” — Meredith Ann Pierce Copy Share Image
“The Witch's knife like nails drummed the crystal of the windowsill, chipping and scoring it. They sounded like death beatles clicking in the walls.'Taste… — Meredith Ann Pierce Copy Share Image
Two years were all we had, love," she whispered, "and we squandered them. — Meredith Ann Pierce Copy Share Image
“Greater magics than mine are afoot in this chamber, where blade and cup and dram are met with love such as yours.” — Meredith Ann Pierce Copy Share Image
I shall never love any as I love thee, Moonbrow!” she cried. He nuzzled her, very gently. “Nor I you, Ryhenna,” he said. “Tek… — Meredith Ann Pierce Copy Share Image
