“Father lied. The knowledge tasted bitter on her tongue. She folded the orb into a scarf she’d brought. It didn’t conceal its light, but it was better than carrying the orb through the halls exposed.” — Jennifer M. Zeiger Copy Share Image
“Father lied. The knowledge tasted bitter on her tongue. She folded the orb into a scarf she’d brought. It didn’t conceal its light, but… — Jennifer M. Zeiger Copy Share Image
“Those treasures were stolen from the village they destroyed. The man pulled out a carved wooden horse and the two boys grabbed it at… — Jennifer M. Zeiger Copy Share Image
