“Then she got to work. Thinking a bit of organization would help, Rapunzel took out the wanted poster of Flynn and made a chart on the back, dividing the rectangle into twenty-eight days. She wrote the moon phases neatly on… — Liz Braswell Copy Share Image
“Rapunzel took a ragged breath and called back, “What are you?” “Pardon?” “What are you,” she asked again, frustration mingling with her fear, “What sort of beast are you? Are you a wolf?” “Does a wolf walk on two legs?… — Zoe Lore Copy Share Image
