“About the time he threatened her nose with his finger, Peaseblossom lost her grip on the situation with the boys. The door crashed open, and three irate fairies launched themselves at the Stage Manager. Cobweb and Moth pelted him with… — Lisa Mantchev Copy Share Image
“Peaseblossom-decorous, proper Peaseblossom-dropped her trousers to waggle her naked, pale bottom at the Stage Manager. Bertie laughed involuntarily, choked on her coffee, and nearly died as it came out her nose, but it was worth the searing pain in her… — Lisa Mantchev Copy Share Image
“I have flown and fallen, and I have swum deep and drowned, but there should be more to love than "I survived it.” — Lisa Mantchev Copy Share Image
“Shh,” Cobweb said with a well-time jab of the elbow, “we might be able to get some dignity out of this, if we play… — Lisa Mantchev Copy Share Image
“A whirlwind tour, I think, with each day starting in a different city, you wearing a different silk dress, tasting food the likes of… — Lisa Mantchev Copy Share Image
“What are you doing here, Ariel? I would have thought you'd be halfway to Timbuktu." lisa mantchev - perchance to dream” — lisa mantchev Copy Share Image
“ There is a Beatrice who exists beyond the obligations of a daughter, outside the object of man's affections. ” — Lisa Mantchev Copy Share Image
“Words are like the delicate stitches in the dress you wear, holding the fabric of the garmet together. Without them, the dress and the… — Lisa Mantchev Copy Share Image
“Mustardseed grinned at Bertie. "I was never any good at geometry, but you’re stuck in a love triangle, aren’t you?" "Shut up," she ordered… — Lisa Mantchev Copy Share Image
“And now, the bane of your existence, the killer of all joys, the Stage Manager-” — Lisa Mantchev Copy Share Image
