:Paintings are easy to see," he said after a moment. "Open, presented flat to the eye. Words are not easy. Words have to be discovered, deep in their pages, deciphered, translated, read. Words are symbols to be encoded, their letters trees in a forest, enmeshed, their tangled meanings never finally picked apart.
Catherine FisherStichwörter: words read meaning forest paintings symbols
I hate her."
Merlin laughed, tossing the stick down. "Not so. You have forgotten how to love. That's a different sorrow.
Stichwörter: hate sorrow different forgotten merlin
Master, I'm afraid. I am, truly. This place scares me. At home, I know who I am, what to do. I'm the Warden's daughter, I know where I stand. But this is a dangerous place, full of pitfalls. All my life, I've known it was waiting for me, but now I'm not sure I can face it. They'll want to absorb me, make me one of them, and I won't change. I won't! I want to stay me."
Jared sighed and she saw his dark gaze was fixed on the veiled window.
"Claudia, you're the bravest person I know. And no one will change you. You will rule here, though it won't be easy...
Sapphique strapped the wings to his arms and flew, over oceans and plains, over glass cities and mountains of gold. Animals fled; people pointed up. He flew so far, he saw the sky above him and the sky said, "Turn back, my son, for you have climbed too high." Sapphique laughed, as he rarely did. "Not this time. This time I beat on you until you open."
But Incarceron was angered, and struck him down.
He had wanted so hard to Escape, to find the stars. And all he had found was a new prison.
Catherine FisherIn great ceremony they entered the prison.
They were never to be seen again.
Because I have dreams and in those dreams I see the stars
Catherine FisherFreedom is a small price to pay for survival.
Catherine FisherStichwörter: king decree endors
And the poets?'
'Lost in dreams of other worlds.'...
'And the wise, who made this world?'
The swan lowered its black neck sadly.
'Dwindled to crones and sorcerers in towers.
They came out. They were children. They wore rags and their skin was livid with sores. Their veins were tubes, their hair wire. Sapphique reached out and touched them.
'You are the ones who will save us,' he said.
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