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If this is a shortcut," I said, "then we will be bypassing a great deal of Where the Trees Have Eyes."
"Hum!" Snowbell said. "I suppose so. The Weeping Mines, for one--- terrible waterfalls where the high ones harvest their silver. The Gap of Wick, which a nasty boggart has claimed for his own. Also the darkest part of the forest, the lands of the hag-headed deer, which they call the Poetry. And many other perils besides."
He said it in his usual bragging tones, assuming that I would be nothing
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― Emily Wilde’s Map of the Otherlands
― Emily Wilde’s Map of the Otherlands
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For now, to keep myself sane, let me focus instead on the bluebells carpeting the forest floor; the misty sunlight that broke through the clouds, blurring the edges of things and turning the world to watercolors. The occasional glint of silver from the treetops. These are indeed baubles--- I climbed up into one of the oaks to check--- but larger than the ones mortals place on Yuletide trees, globes of delicate silver, hollow and light as eggshells. Something about them put me in mind of faerie s
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― Emily Wilde’s Map of the Otherlands
― Emily Wilde’s Map of the Otherlands
