“Somebody gives a lonely child a toy and they pour all their hopes and fears and problems into it. Do it long enough and intensely enough, and then it just needs a stray bit of bad luck and the toy wakes up. Of course, it knows that the only reason it is alive is because of the child. A tiny personal god with one worshipper. It latches on and... well.' She clicked her tongue. 'Normally, you get them pried off and burned long before adolescence. Impressive that it lasted this long.” CurseToysCursesNettle And BoneT KingfisherThe Dust WifeDust WifeCurse Child Book:Nettle & Bone Source: Nettle & Bone
“He was a wooden puppet. Some kind of marionette, Marra thought, the kind that traveling performers used to entertain very young children. He had the carved hands and the clacking jaw, the articulated arms and legs. But the only string on him was a black cord that looped Miss Margaret's throat, and the puppet held it in one hand. He moved as they watched. It was a slow, considered movement, like a tortoise turning its head in the sun, and it set Marra's nerves crawling.” FantasyHorribleCreepyNettle And BoneT KingfisherMarraPuppetMarionetteCurse ChildWooden Puppet Book:Nettle & Bone Source: Nettle & Bone