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“Then marry me. For I love you, and I do not believe there is anything so wrong with you. You are fair in my eyes and you lie fair on my heart.”

Quote by Robin McKinley

Work

Deerskin

In this novel, a young woman undergoes a transformative journey, seeking to fulfill her desires through a magical deerskin. more

Author

Robin McKinley
Robin McKinley

Robin McKinley is an American children's literature author known for her modern interpretations of myths and legends. Her works, rich in imagination and deep emotion, have won the hearts of readers worldwide. more

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