All the ache and horror of it, the sea and the fish and the sadness of Queen Mallow and Iago and all of them, poured out of her into the grass, into the day. Finally, she touched Saturday’s blue back ever so gently, with the tips of her fingers.
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The Girl Who Circumnavigated Fairyland in a Ship of Her Own Making by Catherynne M. Valente.
