Mirror Mirror

by Gregory Maguire

broaches

Brooches

Though he was being treated with mercury, taken internally,

RIP Francesco

That was sensible enough, for Venice was within striking distance of Ferrara, scarcely a day’s travel if the roads were good, the brigands busy elsewhere, and the weather helpful.

That's a lotta qualifiers.

Alfonso patted the pillow and blessed her mildly and without conviction, and withdrew his hand before she could bite it.

Chicken

Once they’d been accustomed to breathing through solid stone, and now they found gardening strenuous work. Well, they were aging too. Tasteless was losing his black-and-gold teeth, one by one, and Blindeye complained that white smears were beginning to cloud his vision.

may

Might

“I had heard you were slaughtered like a pig,” said Michelotto. “I just disappeared. That’s all.”

Ranuccio Vecchia had confessed his deed in the forest not to Fra Tomasso, but to his grandmother, Primavera, who hadn’t been able to keep her tongue still, and for her gossip had lost it. To protect what was left of Primavera’s life, he’d disappeared from the district.

“I might have kissed her in the forest,

Why???

It was odd, she thought, to arrive in a busy municipality like Venice and find it empty. It must be one of the innumerable saints’ days.

Or maybe you're dead and this is Hell

(A recording of her 1965 performance is available on cassette or compact disc.)

Oh right this book is old as fuck lol