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Zirk swilled his mouth and spat, all brutal, on the quartz flowers. Then he
marched into the clearing's center and Kley brought him the sword. It was a sort
of cleaver, notched here and there to suggest previous (nonexistent) fights. Zirk
We sat silently in the garden for some while, and the swan careered about in the
flowers, occasionally falling down or singing: "The wild white magic of your hair,
the warm mauve magic of your eyes, both drive me zaradann." I wondered if I'd ...
They were wandering from tree to tree, flower to flower. "Oh, ooma-kasma," they
were extolling each other, "just look at this, and this. Infinity, it's all so groshing,"
as they squashed flat the buds and picked the newborn blossoms to stuff in their
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LibraryThing ReviewUser Review - KimFalconer - LibraryThing
I'm blogging about this right now! Tanith Lee is a beautiful writer addressing the hard problems of consciousness in the ancient way - through storytelling. Read full review
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This is the second and longer half of the story begun in Don't Bite the Sun. Calling it a sequel is as misleading as calling the 2nd and 3rd novels of the Lord of the Rings sequels. This tells the ... Read full review