Our fathers were demons,' Catarina said. 'Our mothers were heroes.
Magnus was sure that the llama stampede he witnessed was a coincidence. The llamas could not be judging him.
Magnus had learned to be careful about giving his memories with his heart. When people died, it felt like all the pieces of yourself you had given to them went as well. It took so long, building yourself back up until you were whole again, and you we...
Moreover, I wish to assure you both that I did not make any amorous advances on female monkeys.
That was what humans did: They left on another messages through time, pressed between pages or carved into rock. Like reaching out a hand through time, and trusting in a phantom hoped-for hand to catch yours. Humans did not last forever. They could o...
The letter I received said you had need of my particular talents, but I must confess that I have so many talents that I am not sure which one you require.
Ragnor and Catarina both begged him to give the instrument up. Random strangers on the street begged him to give the instrument up. Even cats ran away from him.
There was a brief pause for them to evaluate the full horror of the situation. Magnus. personally, was in horror up to his elbows.
He'd learned his lesson a long time ago: Even in the midst of heartbreak, you could still find yourself laughing.
There was no point in wallowing. Magnus refused to wallow. Wallowing was for elephants, depressing people, and depressing elephants.
It was like a dam of musical critique had broken. Imasu turned on him with eyes that flashed instead of shining. "It is worse than you can possibly imagine! When you play, all of my mother's flowers lose the will to live and expire on the instant. Th...
