Extraits

“She says, "I'm going to live. And nobody's going to stop me." She believes every word of it.”

“She says, "I'm going to live. And nobody's going to stop me." She believes every word of it.”

“The redhead shrugs. She doesn't care. And neither should Nessa. Not if she wants to live.”

“They drink from streams whose waters taste like tears, and indeed each swallow fills them with a few heartbeats of deep sadness.”

The creature was once a human woman. Now she pads along on all fours. Her back legs bend the wrong way. Her jaws have grown thick and large with massive teeth that don't fit properly together so that the mouth can never fully close, and a constant stream of drool hangs down from her chin. Her paws are still recognizably human hands. Her all-too human breasts hang down, catching on rocks and bushes so that Antoinette aches to see it and wishes she could do something to help.

The creature is panting and whining quietly to itself. "Catch," it says distinctly. "Catch and master will love me. Catch. Catch."

“They drink from streams whose waters taste like tears, and indeed each swallow fills them with a few heartbeats of deep sadness.”