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speak of a girl who was to murder as maestros are to music. Who did to happy ever afters what a sawblade does to skin.
kicking him hard enough to cripple his unborn children.
“Trelene’s heaving funbags, keep him quiet!” Tric hissed from the stable door. “… Did you honestly just swear by a goddess’s ‘funbags
“Trelene’s sugarplums, come on!”
“Well, you call your horse Legend, you’re letting people know you think you’re some hero in a storybook. You call your horse Thunderhoof … Daughters, you might as well hang a sign about your neck saying, ‘I have a peanut for a penis.’
“The books we love, they love us back. And just as we mark our places in the pages, those pages leave
their marks on us. I can see it in you, sure as I see it in me. You’re a daughter of words. A girl with a story to tell.”
“A girl with a story to tell,”
