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"The flames of the fire leapt up and surrounded her, consuming her, becoming her. Heat filled and flushed her, breaking the bottle and she soared up and up. She came to stand in a sun's center. But tha..."

- Suzanna J. Linton

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"The thunder of horses’ hooves grows ever louder, but, still, I do not move. The thunder of those hooves, the thudding of my heart, and the gasping in my lungs make such a cacophony, it’s a wonder I he..."

- Suzanna J. Linton

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"Why can’t I have my own life?!"

- Suzanna J. Linton

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"Samantha turns toward us as we enter and her mouth drops open. “You.” Pure joy floods her face like sunlight falling through storm clouds, and she runs up to me, laying hands on either side of my face..."

- Suzanna J. Linton

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"Gavin scratched his head, idly wondering what his father would tell him right about then. Probably steal the slave and run. Father's solution was always to steal and run. But he had a job to finish. "..."

- Suzanna J. Linton

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"Before she could let herself think, Clara burst from the door and bolted for the table. People just began turning when she grasped the guest and shoved him to the ground, the chair flying backwards. W..."

- Suzanna J. Linton

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"Emmerich's heart in his throat, he could only stare down at Monica, who looked up at him with glassy eyes as she shivered with pain and choked on blood."

- Suzanna J. Linton

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"Oh-ho, so you are a witch. More like a witchling, as you're too small to be a full witch.” (Emmerich)"

- Suzanna J. Linton

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"Mall maintenance halls are creepy. Plain and white, with fluorescent lighting, they evoke images of serial killers, hockey masks nd bloody butcher knives. The figure standing at the end does not help ..."

- Suzanna J. Linton

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"In front of me stands a willow tree by a river, its long green tendrils trailing into the chuckling water. A man sits beneath the tree, back propped against the trunk, gently strumming a lute as he lo..."

- Suzanna J. Linton

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