“How can you forgive so easily?” Megan asked softly. “If Hayrald did not love me, it would be harder. But he does, and that makes up for most things.” Megan” — J.D. Lakey Copy Share Image
“Ah, my mistake,” she said. “They are all there but they are hiding. The Void of the Hunter hangs over them. The animals of… — J.D. Lakey Copy Share
“Cheobawn froze. The Dark of the Moons. Spider’s children knew of this time as well. It was the one night, in spring, as the… — J.D. Lakey Copy Share
“Listen to the world, sister. Listen to the stars overhead. Let it go. It is nothing. A tiny thing that cannot compare to all… — J.D. Lakey Copy Share
“Amabel, who played with human flesh as children played with building blocks, arrogant in her unassailable wisdom, unable to admit that something strange and… — J.D. Lakey Copy Share
“That is why Packs are forever. Because we remember too much of that pain, so we build a family that is bonded with ties… — J.D. Lakey Copy Share
“Is there a name for a force in nature that takes you to the place you least want to be no matter how hard… — J.D. Lakey Copy Share
“The pain and exhaustion of her body dropped away from her mind as she gathered the energy of the world and let it fuel… — J.D. Lakey Copy Share
“You seem to be getting better, if the dogs are any indication,” Zeff said wryly. “What do they know,” she sniffed. “I am still… — J.D. Lakey Copy Share
“Do not be in such a rush to grow up.” Cheobawn opened her mouth but found nothing to say to this. It seemed a… — J.D. Lakey Copy Share
“What did you learn, Little Father?” Cheobawn asked, catching her breath. The boy scowled at her. “It was not a fair fight. Your magic… — J.D. Lakey Copy Share
“A thought that had hatched in the back of her head during her conversation with Sigrid tumbled out of its shell into the front… — J.D. Lakey Copy Share
“Youth offends by its very nature and Elders offend because they forget what it is like to be young.” — J.D. Lakey Copy Share
“But mostly she was tired of being cut off from the part of herself that existed in the ambient. She would never be whole,… — J.D. Lakey Copy Share
