Witch, fish, flinch, kiss – won't you let me grant your wish?

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I have business to conduct in the language of fur and claw.

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Plain Kate, Kate the Carver
No one's friend and no one's daughter
Little Kate might meet her fate
Whittling sticks till it's too late

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Foggy little oxbows
Forest pools where no one goes
Lost links of the river dreaming dreams

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Oh bats, oh bats, oh snacks with wings–
Come and hear how Taggle sings!
Oh squirm, oh squeak, my wriggly bats–
You'll make a gift for lady cats!

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Hope will break the heart better than any sorrow.

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They hurried when they could, and dozed when they had to, hiding in tangles of bloodtwig and heartsease at the edge of the road.

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Mots clés journey danger hiding message hurrying



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Taggle looked up at her, his amber eyes as deep as the loneliness Kate had felt before he became her friend.
"The traditional thing," he said slowly, "involves the river and a sack.

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Mots clés friendship love death sacrifice talking-animals



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I am not sure I can."
"Become sure," said the cat, his eyes flashing green in the firelight. "Once you leap on a boar's back, you can't sheath your claws.

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Mots clés courage going-forward talking-animals certainity no-return



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Her father sat her down and spoke to her with great seriousness. "You are not a witch, Katerina. There is magic in the world, and some of it is wholesome, and some of it is not, but it is a thing that is in the blood, and it is not in yours.
"The foolish will always treat you badly, because they think you are not beautiful," he said, and she knew this was true. Plain Kate. She was a plain as a stick and thin as a stick and flat as a stick. Her nose was too long and her brows too strong. Her father kissed her twice, once above each brow. "We cannot help what fools think. But understand, it is your skill with a blade that draws this talk. If you want to give up your carving, you have my blessing."
"I will never give it up," she answered.

Erin Bow

Mots clés talent advice determination looks father daughter taunting unkindness appearence



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