All my years to this moment All my roads to this wall. All my words to this silence All my pride to this fall. -Songs of Sapphique
Catherine FisherWalls have ears. Doors have eyes. Trees have voices. Beasts tell lies. Beware the rain. Beware the snow. Beware the man You think you know. -Songs of Sapphique
Catherine FisherI always was going to be a writer. The other jobs were just to keep me in food. Though I enjoyed the archaeology.
Catherine FisherNone of us have much idea where we are. Perhaps all our lives are too concerned with where, and not enough with who.
Catherine Fisher