Very good adult fairy tale, reminiscent of Tolkien. Laura loved it. Hoping for a sequel.
Quotes:
“I came for you, September. Just you. I wish you the best that can be hoped for, and no worse than can be expected.”
“Because when humans come to Fairyland, we’re supposed to trick them and steal from them and whap them about the ears—but we’re also supposed hex them up so that they can see proper-like. Not everything, just enough so as to be dazzled by mushroom glamours, and not so much that we can’t fool you twice with Fairy gold.
We all live inside the terrible engine of authority, and it grinds and shrieks and burns so that no one will say, lines on maps are silly.
Stories have a way of changing faces. They are unruly things, undisciplined, given to delinquency and the throwing of erasers. This is why we must close them up into thick, solid books, so they cannot get out and cause trouble.
though you can have grief without adventures, you cannot have adventures without grief.
Death is not a checkmate … it is more like a carnival trick. You cannot win, no matter how you move your Queen.”
As all mothers know, children travel faster than kisses.
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