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Fae: The Wild Hunt
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Graham Austin-King1,833 ratings, 3.77 average rating, 221 reviews
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“Fie! Fly! Be gone, little manling!” she spat at him. “Take your tainted She and be gone!”
― Fae: The Wild Hunt
― Fae: The Wild Hunt
“would have asked what a woman was doing walking alone through the forest in the middle of the night. A more rational person would have noted the eyes, coloured amber with”
― Fae: The Wild Hunt
― Fae: The Wild Hunt
“We wanted to hear about the Bjornmen,” Erinn said firmly as Kainen and Devin nodded in agreement.
“Ah... the wolves of the sea, come to ravage and burn the homes of, fat. Lazy. Farmers.” he said, raising his voice at the last and looking pointedly at the rotund farmer in the corner.
“From their frozen storm-lashed coasts they come, sailing in their galleys with fearsome figureheads the sight of which strikes fear into all that behold them. It's said that the first you know of their coming is the muffled drumbeat of the oarsmaster and then they are among you. Torches fly into thatch and blood runs down the streets as they hew through flesh and bone with their axes and swords. They come to pillage and burn young mistress, and to take pretty little red-haired blacksmiths' daughters back to their ships,” he cackled again, joined this time by the farmers from the corner who were clearly listening in.”
― Fae: The Wild Hunt
“Ah... the wolves of the sea, come to ravage and burn the homes of, fat. Lazy. Farmers.” he said, raising his voice at the last and looking pointedly at the rotund farmer in the corner.
“From their frozen storm-lashed coasts they come, sailing in their galleys with fearsome figureheads the sight of which strikes fear into all that behold them. It's said that the first you know of their coming is the muffled drumbeat of the oarsmaster and then they are among you. Torches fly into thatch and blood runs down the streets as they hew through flesh and bone with their axes and swords. They come to pillage and burn young mistress, and to take pretty little red-haired blacksmiths' daughters back to their ships,” he cackled again, joined this time by the farmers from the corner who were clearly listening in.”
― Fae: The Wild Hunt
“When you've got nothing, Shalin, sometimes pride is all you can to cling to,” Miriam said simply. “Hmm,”
― Fae: The Wild Hunt
― Fae: The Wild Hunt
“Fie, fly, flee little manling”
― Fae: The Wild Hunt
― Fae: The Wild Hunt
