Extraits

If ever there was a time for the floor to open up and swallow me, this was it. But of course that sort of thing never happens at a convenient time, so I got to stand there feeling more and more self-conscious and miserable.

"How do you ever know if anyone means anything they say?" Ge shrugged. "You just have to decide what to believe."

And yes, they chained me to the contraption. Because that's what evil demons do when they've kidnapped a teenage girl and taken her to their lair. Workshop. Whatever it was.

His wings stretched out on either side of him, fully extended from some point in his back, almost brushing the walls with the tips. I think that until that moment, I hadn't completely believed what was going on. Not really.