“Don't confuse a kid whining for a treat with the argument of a rigorous, logical mind," he had said, as logical as ever.” — Miyuki Miyabe Copy Share Image
“He thrust his hands into the pool, his fingers brushing the soft skin of her cheek. He grasped at her, clawing with his fingers… — Miyuki Miyabe Copy Share Image
“There was love here, the voice said again. But whose love? Ico wondered. He had assumed Ozuma had been talking about the queen and… — Miyuki Miyabe Copy Share Image
“The girl turned to him and to his surprise, she smiled faintly. 'She's beautiful'.” — Miyuki Miyabe Copy Share Image
“But the boy was there, and he was looking at her. That was when Yorda understood what was drawing out her memories of the… — Miyuki Miyabe Copy Share Image
“Only the very top of the arched ceiling remained in shadow, as though some dark creature lurked there, devouring all light that strayed too… — Miyuki Miyabe Copy Share Image
“Ico ran back to the windmill, growing increasily nervous with each moment Yorda was out of his sight. He didn't want to think what… — Miyuki Miyabe Copy Share Image
“Yorda turned away from the shadow-creature just as its claws were about to close on her shoulders. Her eyes met Ico's, then fell to… — Miyuki Miyabe Copy Share Image
“But the boy protected Yorda from the shadows-that-walk-alone. He took her hand, defended her, swung his thin arm, and fought with his tiny frame, driving them back. If the shades dragged her into their realm, she would once again become a prisoner, and the boy would turn to stone, a sad adornment in the castle. Yorda knew this. But the… — Miyuki Miyabe Copy Share
