So here's my theory, and this is such crap science, I don't have to tell you. It's science without microscopes, blood tests, or reality.

...and we sat like that, one creature in two bodies, for a long time, until I forgot what I'd been upset about and I was myself again.

Arbores loqui latine. The trees speak Latin.

Eleanor's voice was below zero. 'My finest horse to whichever faerie in this room brings me that woman's left eye.' My thoughts exactly.

I sat on the hill, the wind whispering through the long grass that surrounded me. I stared at the stars and wanted more than what I was and more than what the world was and just - wanted.

It was a life I didn’t want to leave behind.It was a life I didn’t want to forget.

Your hair is all funky in the morning.