3 Quotes by gabrielle harbowy

No one in Camden [Market] ever scoffed at me for looking too odd, but what I loved more was that no one ever scoffed at me for looking too normal, either.

Whether this blood was daemon, human, or something else, it was still only blood, and blood was only the ink of life.

Thus saying, I turned my full attention to the lock. Like a proper maiden, it resisted for a token moment. But, upon further adept agitation of its slender hole, it relinquished its charms with smooth, willing finesse.