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I smiled,"Deoch, my heart is made of stronger stuff than glass. When she strikes she'll find it strong as iron-bound brass, or gold and adamant togeth...more

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This is the nature of love." Vashet said. "To attempt to describe it will drive a woman mad. This is what keeps poets scribbling endlessly away. If on...more

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I would never normally approach a woman in this way, but I couldn't help but notice that you have the eyes of a lady I was once desperately in love wi...more

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Denna is a wild thing," I explained. "Like a hind or a summer storm. If a storm blows down your house, or breaks a tree, you don't say the storm was m...more

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I should have been bolder and kissed her at the end. I should have been more cautious. I had talked too much. I had said too little.

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My parents danced together, her head on his chest. Both had their eyes closed. They seemed so perfectly content. If you can find someone like that, so...more

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Then, slowly, my feet settled to the ground. Before I had taken six steps I sagged like a sail when the wind fades. As I walked back through the town,...more

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I have known her longer, my smile said. True, you have been inside the circle of her arms, tasted her mouth, felt the warmth of her, and that is somet...more

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What what," Trapis said as he hurried over to tend to her, his bare feet slapping on the floor. "What what. Hush hush.

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I love her more than just a little. I think it's because we're both somewhat broken, in our own odd ways. More importantly, we're both aware of it.

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She didn't know any better. Nobody had ever told her that she couldn't. Because of this, she moved through the city like some faerie creature. She wal...more

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There are so many men, all endlessly attempting to sweep me off my feet. And there is one of you, trying just the opposite. Making sure my feet are fi...more

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You will not find it in the words of poets or the longing eyes of sailors. If you want to know of love, look to a trouper's hands as he makes his musi...more

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I shook again, tasted plum, and suddenly the words were pouring out of me."She said I sang before I spoke. She said when I was just a baby she had the...more

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I can't give you the moon,” the tinker said. “She doesn't belong to me. She belongs only to herself.