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T. Kingfisher

  • Elena Lebedevaje citiraoпре 2 године
    it was because there was another city down there, and people just kept on building upwards as the canals rose, so the
  • Elena Lebedevaje citiraoпре 2 године
    basement floors were really the roofs and ceilings of old houses.
  • Elena Lebedevaje citiraoпре 2 године
    can magic bread, Your Grace. Make dough rise, or keep the muffins from burning, or make sure they come out of the pan clean. Just bread, though. I can’t do anything but bread
  • Maxim Eremeevje citiraoпре 2 године
    Bone dog, stone dog … black dog, white dog … live dog, dead dog … yellow dog, run!
  • Maxim Eremeevje citiraoпре 2 године
    Dawn had passed and it was most of the way to morning when the baby emerged into the world, looked around, and burst into tears.

    “You get used to it,” the Sister told the infant, and handed the child to Marra, who stared at it with intense horror. It was bloody and wrinkly and reddish gray and looked like the sort of thing you would drive back to hell with holy water. “Um,” said Marra
  • Maxim Eremeevje citiraoпре 2 године
    the history of the world was written in women’s wombs and women’s blood
  • Maxim Eremeevje citiraoпре 2 године
    everywhere’s dangerous if you’re foolish about it
  • fanje citiraoпрошле године
    The joy of finding one was crushed easily under the sorrow of so many that would go unused
  • fanje citiraoпрошле године
    Then again, few humans were truly worth the love of a living dog.
  • fanje citiraoпрошле године
    Hate, like love, was apparently complicated.
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