“Gareth's eyes slipped open. “You make me nervous when you do that.” “Do what?” “Brood. Your brooding is rather loud.” “Oh please. I was hardly—” His eyebrow rose. “Fine. I was brooding. It's not like you don't.” “Mine is inherent… — Clay Griffith Copy Share Image
“Simon blurted, "Can I put the dead hand in my blood?" "May I put the dead hand in my blood," Adele corrected. "Yes, go… — Clay Griffith Copy Share Image
“This is the first letter I have ever written. That a few marks on this piece of paper can bring you my heart in… — Clay Griffith Copy Share Image
“Gareth's eyes slipped open. “You make me nervous when you do that.” “Do what?” “Brood. Your brooding is rather loud.” “Oh please. I was… — Clay Griffith Copy Share Image
“The princess stared wide-eyed after her silent teacher. She lifted the hem of her robe and followed. "Is this your secret geomancer society?" "No.… — Clay Griffith Copy Share Image
