East of the sun and west of the moon.' As unfathomable as the words were, I realized I must figure them out, reason it through. For I would go to this impossible land that lay east of the sun and west of the moon. From the moment the sleigh had vanished from sight and I could no longer hear the silver bells I knew that I would go after the stranger that had been the white bear to make right the terrible wrong I had done him.... All that mattered was to make things right. And I would do whatever it took, journey to wherever I must, to reach that goal.
Edith PattouAnd telling a story, I suppose, is like winding a skein of spun yarn- you sometimes lose track of the beginning.
Edith PattouEast of the sun and west of the moon.
Edith PattouMots clés fairy-tale
That's the trouble with loving a wild thing: You're always left watching the door.
Edith PattouMots clés inspiration
That indeed would be a great accolade," Monodonock stuttered, his hands frenziedly plucking at his spikey hair, "but the more I think on it, I believe I should miss my little home in the Blue Stack Mountains too much. And indeed, it is an important posting; you never know when the gabha might start stiring up trouble again...
Edith PattouA pine needle fell in the forest. The hawk saw it. The deer heard it. The white bear smelled it
Edith PattouIt is odd, the twists that life will sometimes take. The ewe that you think will give birth with ease dies bringing forth a two-headed lamb. Or the ski trail that you have been told is treacherous, you navigate easily.
Edith PattouIt was the difference between walking with a stranger and walking with your heartmate. It was the difference between working for duty and working for love.
Edith PattouThe joy I feel is immense; it burns inside me as though I have swallowed a piece of the sun.
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