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2020/83: Prophecies, Libels and Dreams -- Ysabeau Wilce
Tuesday, July 28th, 2020 07:38 am2020/83: Prophecies, Libels and Dreams -- Ysabeau Wilce
I bought this a while back but don't think I ever read all the way through. Having indulged in a reread of the Flora trilogy, I wanted more Califa, so this was the obvious next read. ( no spoilers )
Her hair is ruffled black feathers, it is slickery green snakes, it is as fluffy and lofty as frosting. Her eyes—one, two, three, four, maybe five—are as round and polished as green apples, are long tapered crimson slits, they are as flat white as sugar. She’s as narrow as nightfall, She’s as round as winter, She’s as tall as moonrise, She’s shorter than love. [loc. 1859]
I bought this a while back but don't think I ever read all the way through. Having indulged in a reread of the Flora trilogy, I wanted more Califa, so this was the obvious next read. ( no spoilers )
