This gown, is it cut from shadow?" the general asked. "I can barely feel it between my fingers."
Not for want of trying, thought Madrigal.
"Perhaps it is a reflection of the night sky," he suggested, "skimmed from a pond?"
She supposed that he was being poetic. erotic, even. In return, as unerotically as possible- more like complaining of a stain that wouldn't come out-she said, "Yes, my lord. I went for a dip, and the reflection clung.
Mots clés humor
Better to be the cat gazing coolly down from a high wall, its expression inscrutable. The cat that shunned petting, that needed no one. Why couldn't she be that cat?
Laini TaylorWas there any fate more bitter than to get what you long for most, when it's too late?
Laini TaylorShe had fallen in love with him twice. She loved him now with both loves, so overpowering it was almost unbearable.
Laini TaylorThe thing he wished for most was a thing he had never wished for at all, not until he had discovered her. And it came true that night, and many nights after. A brief and shining span of happiness, it was the pivot point around which his whole life spun.
Laini TaylorHis lips made a grim twist that was like the joyless cousin of a smile.
Laini TaylorMots clés simile angels daughter-of-smoke-and-bone
She didn't need a Taser; she was more than capable of defending herself without electricity. She'd had an unusual education.
Laini TaylorMots clés karou
Alas. I am not an option.
Laini TaylorNo, tiny violent one.
Laini TaylorHe's such a gargantuan asshole.
A giant, stupid orifice.
A walking, talking cranny.
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