My child, you have a flawed grasp of the nature of myth-making. I am a poet and storyteller, a creator of ballads and sagas. Pray do not confuse the exercise of the imagination with mere mendacity. I am a master of the mysteries of words, their meanings and music and mellifluous magic.
Frances HardingeNo." Mosca bit her lip and shook her head firmly. Books no longer seemed quite enough. I donโt want a happy ending, I want more story.
Frances HardingeYouโre a peach full of poison, you know that?" Mosca snapped back, but could not quite keep a hint of admiration from her tone.
Frances Hardinge