Quotes from Sam Llewellyn

There were no larks anymore. There was only the setting sun spreading blood up the sky and the yowl of hounds on a breast-high scent.

So you are my older sister," said Idris, and felt a deep, true joy.

Sorcery," said Idris, leering horribly. The soldier backed away hastily.

kind enough to stake me to an account. Four