It's all a quilt of fairy tales with a patch here and there of truth.

I've always imagined that one day the path of your life would unroll at your feet and carry you away from us. As it should, as it must. But I am glad that day is not today.

I will do just as you wish,' said no cat ever.

As for Ellai, she told her sister what had passed, and Nitid wept, and her tears fell to earth and became chimaera, children of regret.

It was interesting the way a small hate could grow inside a big hate and take it over.

...and she felt the words come from some iron place within her that hadn't existed an hour ago. She didn't speak loudly, but there was such a change in her voice. Coming from that iron place, it was heavy and true; it wasn't persuasive, or desperate, or antagonistic. It just was.

Your heart is not wrong. Your heart is your strength. You don't have to be ashamed.