“That man would betray his own shadow. And for what? A child's tale.' 'Is it?' Mag looked at her. 'Is it only… — Patricia A. McKillip Copy Share Image
“One night reviled, Before break of morn, Amid the roses wild, All tangled in thorns, The shadow and the child Together were… — Lexa Hillyer Copy Share Image
“Let’s call me a shadow child, overlooked rather than broken. I’m the teddy bear gathering dust bunnies under the bed, not the… — Dot Hutchison Copy Share Image
