The Knight and the Moth (The Stonewater Kingdom, #1)

by Rachel Gillig

“It was an abundant chore. I am within myself with fatigue.” “Beside,” I murmured, peeling off my clothes. “‘Beside myself with fatigue’ is the proper expression.” The gargoyle’s stone brow knit. “If I were beside myself, there would be two of me, and the washing would have taken half the time.”

And the pain, the pain I knew so well from drowning, from dreaming— Was now the pain of awakening.

“Am I all that you imagined?” I said, looking down at her. “Or am I so much more?”

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