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“Now the three were in a tiny magical clearing in the forest: lime-green moss and tiny, sweet-scented flowers not seen elsewhere in the dark woods grew in profusion. In the middle of it a crystal-clear spring burbled whose waters were supposed to have healing properties. No one said it aloud, but it was very clear this was exactly the sort of place the king-- or queen-- of the forest would live: a golden-antlered stag, a snow-white hart, or...”
― Liz Braswell, What Once Was Mine

“The truth about you is all tangled, like your braids, Rapunzel. Bound up unnaturally. It's time to let it all down, to let it out, let it go. We must free you from the chains of your past-- but first we need to free your beautiful hair.”
― Liz Braswell, What Once Was Mine

“Communication by touch
is not for every old dutch.”
― Volodymyr Knyr

“We have Gina here dress up as Rapunzel...."
"Never going to happen," Gina said immediately.
"Come on, it's just for a few hours. You'll be the bait."
"Nope. But you have a slender waist-- maybe with the corset..."
"In your dreams."
"Oh, believe me, my dreams have nothing to do with you in a corset. My nightmares, on the other hand..."
"There's a reason I never wanted more than one kid," the Goodwife muttered.
Dodger let out an angry bleat from the window.
"Human kid," she added apologetically.”
― Liz Braswell, What Once Was Mine