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“I only want to go out for a little, little…
Bryony sat back on her haunches, wiping her brow with…
“You’re making that edge too thin,” said Thorn.
Once Bryony had rounded out the grip and bound it…
“This will hurt a little,” warned Valerian, her scissors poised…
Knife lay on her bed, staring at the gnarled ceiling…
Knife woke in a cold sweat, the torn edge of…
Knife writhed away from the cat before it could pin…
“I‘ve found you a better box,” said Paul when he…
“All right,” said Knife, “I’ve finished breakfast—now will you let…
Knife sat down cross-legged on the mattress, waiting for Paul’s…
Outside Knife’s window the stars were beginning to fade, the…
Knife stared down at the wriggling, red-faced baby. “What?” she…
“Knife, oh, Knife, wake up, please—”
“For her faithful care of the Oak’s precious books and…
“He’s really going to take you there?” exclaimed Wink. “Knife,…
“And that’s where Heather’s first diary ended,” said Knife to…
Knife’s cheeks flamed, and her hands shook beneath the diary’s…
Swiping the tears from her eyes, Knife forced herself back…
“Have you returned already?” asked Queen Amaryllis, turning in her…
“No!”
Paul did not reply, but Knife could feel his pulse…