The Girl Who Circumnavigated Fairyland in a Ship of Her Own Making (Fairyland, #1)

by Catherynne M. Valente

“However unlikely it may seem, it is the truth and, therefore, one hundred percent likely.

She knew only that A-Through-L was huge and warm and kind and smelled like roasting cinnamon and chestnuts and seemed to know simply everything. The rest of the alphabet held considerably less charm once she saw the world from her perch on his back.

well, it’s not talked on in polite circles, but there never was a polite circle with a human in it.

Alchemy really is lovely, once you get past the alchemists…”

September could see it. She did not know what it was she saw. That is the disadvantage of being a heroine, rather than a narrator.