I thought unicorns were more . . . Fluffy.
He looked up at them, a scruffy Napoleon with his laces trailing, exiled to a rose-trellised Elba.
When I was a kid, I read the science-fiction shelves, and I read the fantasy shelves.
No one remembers the singer. The song remains.
Raise the stakes! Always push your luck because no one else would push it for you.
There will be justice," said Brutha. "If there is no justice, there is nothing.