Let this be my final lesson. Everyone and everything has a time to die.
A hundred hundred heartbeats..." whispered Sabriel, tears falling down her face.
Sometimes it is easier to see the light when you stand partly in the darkness.
So are you saying that somebody went to all the trouble to make you a crypt a thousand years ago on the off chance that you might turn up one day, walk in, and have a convenient heart attack?
Bee stings are very educational
โ"It always seemed somehow less real here... a really detailed dream, but sort of washed out, like a thin watercolor. Softer, somehow, even with their electric light and engines and everything. I guess it was because there was hardly any magic.