A fun little story with a surprisingly dark turn at the end. The characters were engaging and likeable, the world building as sound as ever, and here is a rare person who gets veterinarians right (it's not all ickle bunnies with thorns stuck in their paws). I always like Ursula Vernon's stories a...
She had been crying too much lately and it didn’t help anything. And she didn’t know Maria very well at all—she’d known her two days, really—and you didn’t cry in front of perfect strangers, it just wasn’t done. She assured herself of all this, and then burst into tears on Maria’s shoulder. “The...
Gerta felt a pang of something that wasn’t jealousy, but was at least a little like it. “Oh?” she said, keeping her voice carefully neutral. “In the woods,” said Mousebones, gesturing toward the line of trees off to their left. “She lives there with her flock.” Gerta’s first instinct, rapidly sq...
It was hard going at first. The first billion years was pretty dead. However, to be fair, there hadn't been much in the way of advance advertising, no posters anywhere, so really, you couldn't expect much. The rat stagehands that hang the stars in the firmament were philosophical. Nobody saw them...
She could not seem to stop shaking. House had made tea, which was very sensible of House, wasn’t it, the sort of thing Iris might do, not that Iris was sensible, not at all, but she understood tea and that counted for a lot in this world— “I’m sorry,” said the Beast. Bryony’s laughter sounded hor...