“She was dry. She was lying on something soft. She was wrapped in quilts. There was a star of light drifting above her, and a smell like a herb garden. Taggle was a long warmth stretched out at one side,… — Erin Bow Copy Share Image
“It's true that when you read YA you rarely have to read about middle-aged men having affairs. Personally I consider that a plus.” — Erin Bow Copy Share Image
“Behjet eased the horse forward again. "The harvest is failing. There will be no crop at all if this rain doesn't stop - not… — Erin Bow Copy Share Image
“Plain Kate greased her boots and bandaged her feet, and soon she would walk like a Roamer born. She helped Drina with the water… — Erin Bow Copy Share Image
“And suddenly, in the place of the woman-shape made of shadow, there was something else. Something huge, something ugly. Linay flung up both hands.… — Erin Bow Copy Share Image
“Well. I am not afraid. But to protect you, Katerina, I will be discreet." Plain Kate considered a cat's idea of discretion, and was… — Erin Bow Copy Share Image
“Often she dreamt she had two wings, and one was frightened, and one was happy.” — Erin Bow Copy Share Image
“Taggle, meanwhile, made himself popular, killing rats and bringing a rabbit into camp every evening, preening in the praise - silently, thank god, though… — Erin Bow Copy Share Image
“Taggle was absorbed in the meat pie. ‘It’s covered in BREAD,’ he huffed. ‘What fool has covered MEAT with BREAD?” — Erin Bow Copy Share Image
“ Foggy little oxbows Forest pools where no one goes Lost links of the river dreaming dreams ” — Erin Bow Copy Share Image
“ Plain Kate, Kate the Carver No one's friend and no one's daughter Little Kate might meet her fate Whittling sticks till it's too late ” — Erin Bow Copy Share Image
