It was near curfew time, and I was dropping him off for the night. He shook his head. "Rose, I don't know if you're crazy or not, but I'm actually starting to think you might be the best guardian- or soon-to-be guardian- out there." "Did you just give me a serious compliment?" I asked. He turned his back on me and headed inside his dorm. "Good night.
Richelle MeadI certainly hadn't expected to walk away from today's trip with joint custody of a miniature dragon.
Richelle MeadWhen you say โold friend,โ are we talking, like...since the Ice Age?โ โNo. Of course not.โ โOh.โ โItโs only been about four hundred years.โ โAh. Yes. Only four hundred.โ A wry expression spread over his face. โBeing with you is a continual experiment in perspective. Among other things.
Richelle MeadIt's a fact that people are afraid of what they don't understand. And most are too lazy or ignorant to find out more.
Richelle MeadDay 24. Situation is growing worse. My captors continue to find new and horrific ways to torture me. When not working, Agent Scarlet spends her days examining fabric swatches for bridesmaid dresses and going on about how in love she is. This usually causes Agent Boring Borscht to regale us with stories of Russian weddings that are even more boring than his usual ones. My attempts at escape have been thwarted thus far. Also, I am out of cigarettes. Any assistance or tobacco products you can send will be greatly appreciated. -Prisoner 24601
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