I was under the stars, like a fish is under water.

Geric," she called. He turned back around. "What kind of flowers were they?" "I don't rightly know," he said. He made faltering gestures with his hands, forming their size and shape from the air. "They were yellow, and smallish, and had lots of petals." "Thank you," she said. "They were beautiful.

And new, too. Remade. Ready to move again. Listening was the start, she decided. Doing was the next step.

You are my butterfly and refuse to set you free.

The first building she reached appeared to be an old barn. Only one young guard stood before its bolted door, staring at her with wide eyes, holding up his sword in defense, She heated his sword and he dropped it, his expression barely changing, as if he had been expecting that. She held up her two swords to his throat, but they were two heavy, so she dropped one and held the other with both hands. "Where are the two Bayern boys kept?" The soldier shook his head. BURN HIM, prompted the fire. The excitement of burning was simmering in her, heating her up for more action.

I think the only way to get through this life is laughing hard and constantly, mostly at myself.

...'Goose girl, may I kiss you?' She answered by... kissing him first.