Finn, do you see the lias—whatever, the orange-haired girl?” Razo Gestured ahead. “Do you think she’s pretty?” Finn glanced Dasha’s way, then returned his attention ot his horse. “She’s all right.” “Really? Just all right?” Finn shrugged. Razo rolled his eyes. “What am I saying? He doesn’t think any girl is pretty but Enna.” “Are there any girls but Enna?” Finn called back. “There’d better be.

... If we don't tell strange stories, when something strange happens we won't believe it.

I don't know how you persist in being so stubborn-" "It's a superpower. I was bitten by a radioactive mule.

Right now I'd like all my troubles to stand in front of me in a straight line, and one by one I'd give each a black eye.

I was sorry to lose it, and if you make me another one, I promise not to get taken captive by bandits and have to use it to save my life.

Uge, save me from the sauce of their loveyness-raso Forest Born

The snow was too light to stay, the ground too warm to keep it. And the strange spring snow fell only in that golden moment of dawn, the turning of the page between night and day.