Linger (The Wolves of Mercy Falls, book 2) by Maggie Stiefvater.
Their eyes, human eyes in wolf skulls, remind me of water: the clear blue of water reflecting the spring sky, the brown of a brook churning with rainfall, the green of the lake in summer as the algae begins to bloom, the gray of a snow-choked river. It used to be only Sam's yellow eyes that watched me from between the rain soaked birches, but now, I feel the weight of the entire pack's gaze. The weight of things known, things...
Published on September 26, 2010 07:37