Throwing herself into learning helped Miri ignore the painful chill of solitude around her.
Shannon HaleFinn, do you see the liasโwhatever, the orange-haired girl?โ Razo Gestured ahead. โDo you think sheโs pretty?โ Finn glanced Dashaโs way, then returned his attention ot his horse. โSheโs all right.โ โReally? Just all right?โ Finn shrugged. Razo rolled his eyes. โWhat am I saying? He doesnโt think any girl is pretty but Enna.โ โAre there any girls but Enna?โ Finn called back. โThereโd better be.
Shannon HaleIts important to know stories. I felt the earth shift to make a place for you when you were born, and I came to tell you stories while you are young. And like me, you were born with a word on your tongue.
Shannon HaleFinn always called it Enna's Stream. He tended to refer to most anything as belonging to her--Enna's Meadow, Enna's Mountain. When he referred to Yasid as Enna's Kingdom, she said, "Isn't that your heart?" Finn smiled and kissed her hand. Isi rolled her eyes. "Oh you two are impossible." Enna laughed. "This coming from the girl who calls her husband 'sweet little bunny boy'?" Isi blushed. "That was just once.
Shannon HaleYou forgot to cough!โ he said. โSorry.โ She coughed. โYour sneakiness is dangerous. Next time that chisel will lodge itself in my head.โ โNow, Peder, thereโs plenty of stone around here for carving. No need to practice on your own face.โ He stroked his chin. โYouโre right, my jaw is already chiseled to perfection.โ She agreed, but she felt too silly to say so aloud.
Shannon Hale