A thousand things might have stopped me from being here right now, but instead, a thousand things brought me here.

And there's no better way to thaw a face, as it turns out, than with another face.

And I've found that since you can't electrify yourself like a fence, the next best thing is to have murderer's eyes.

She knocked and waited, because when the door was opened from within, it had the potential to lead someplace quite different.

To a new generation of butterflies, hopefully less stupid than last. Maybe they were burgeoning even now in fat little cocoons. Or maybe not.

...I crave a shawl." He was tense with anger but his hands remained gentle at her waist. He said, "I can make you a shawl." She cocked her head. "You knit? Well. That's an unusual accomplishment in a soldier.

Like a magpie, I am a scavenger of shiny things: fairy tales, dead languages, weird folk beliefs, fascinating religions, and more.