“…she felt, more and more strongly, outside that eddy; or as if a shade had fallen, and robbed of colour, she saw things truly…Nothing seemed to have merged. They all sat separate. And the whole of the effort of merging… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“The Argo was no longer beached beside the other ships but rocked at anchor some distance from shore. “The king’s orders,” Iolaus whispered. “He thinks that once the ship’s got all her supplies aboard, she’d be too heavy for us… — Esther M. Friesner Copy Share Image
