“His was the beauty of the night—dark moons and dark deeds. His was the beauty of the forest—hiding teeth and hiding monsters. His was the beauty of black ice—slick and thin and masking death.” BeautyFair FolkIrian Book:A Feather So Black Source: A Feather So Black
“I was made of frost and rot and endless things. I was not made to fear the Folk.” RomanceFantasyFair Folk Book:A Feather So Black Source: A Feather So Black